sad poetry

rose and amber was the sunset on the river
there is no escape by the river
still her gray rocks tower above the sea
winged shadows sweeping by
lo! 'tis a gala night
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
did you ever hear of
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
the stars fell from heaven
let me be sad
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor