The Phoenix Rebirth
Wearily Forks the phoenix flies
Across the sun setting skies
His feather grayed, his eyes were old
Every inch of him a story was told
He lands at the front of his cave
He knew that this would be his grave
He lay on his bed, a pile of wood
Getting as comfortable as he could
He thought back through the years
All the joy, saddness, laughs and tears
His body was soon encircled by flame
Its flaming tenticles carressed his mane
When his burial ceased, a new life began
A new phoenix was born, Flamsan
Across the sun setting skies
His feather grayed, his eyes were old
Every inch of him a story was told
He lands at the front of his cave
He knew that this would be his grave
He lay on his bed, a pile of wood
Getting as comfortable as he could
He thought back through the years
All the joy, saddness, laughs and tears
His body was soon encircled by flame
Its flaming tenticles carressed his mane
When his burial ceased, a new life began
A new phoenix was born, Flamsan