The Osprey and the Rando

Sez the Rando to the Osprey:
You don't remember?

The summer skies hue,
Or the the symphony in blue.

Osprey:
I was not there friend,
Everything comes to an end.

Rando:
Then fly to your tomorrow,
Leave me to my sorrow.

Thanx to Ralph "eagle eyes" Nussbaum