my fancy little coat

Maid Erian

Maid Aerian- you've flown off with the wind, in search of the tastier flavors.
Taken with you the warmth of love, a silver bullet filled to the brim, and the havoc beast.
Although, there was much despair and wet cheeks left before that old taste is lost,
We all know that you have the full day ahead and you will have to many to try.

There is always fear in the artist heart when standing at a blank canvas.
Your canvas has long been built, and the ideas are set in motion.
The background is in place and now the main event is knocking.
Dont shy, there can only be brighter shades and highlights on the far end.

The next chapter always will bring new ups, and sideways.
Only you can choose the downs, and dont ever forget,
That when looked at with a smiling face, the horrible can
Even show a tooth or two.

You were taught the whole day long, to rush and never waste a day.
That every moment you are either sinking or floating.
The only way up is to fight and not waste the extra energy.
But no day with Maid Erian is ever a waste.

You will be missed, but the thoughts shouldn't be sad.
Futures are always bright until they become the presents.
And once they rest in your hands, keep that poker face.
And always believe that you feed from the top, and you will.