short friendship poem

i made a vow once, one only
sad are they who know not love
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
see, from this counterfeit of him
i see all human wits
where shall i find you
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
daughters of time
it was the autumn of the year
before the solemn bronze saint
the light withdrawn
do not grieve that it is over
i make my shroud, but no one knows