A Crooked Tiara

A crooked tiaraPerched over tear stainsSmudged makeup dryingOnly the pain now remainsBut the sunshine emergesHope rises after the ashesDon’t give up on me, for I’mHere to kiss wet eyelashes

Robert Hunter

“…mercy’s a business, I wish it for you More than just ashes when your dreams come true…” -Fire On The Mountain- Grateful Dead, words by Robert Hunter