(I do a lot of word play/symbolism)

A valley so rich
Found only by luck
Fruit trees so vibrant
Their grapes we did pluck

Life was boasted there
Found one early spring
Frolick and falter
Screams of joy did ring

The sweet pat of rain
As it smacks the crown
The way it looks, O
The way it went down.

A river by the town
Where the older play
'Twas their leisure time
Freedom from their day

Two young boys ran out
Thoughts full of desire
Branches full of smoke
Their leaves full of fire

As I met his eyes
The glare of the town
Pierced as I saw, O
The way it went down