Too High  

A ladder
suspended
in the sky
gone laughter
now ended  
that echoed to cry  
the clouds
up-ended
all worried they sigh
they huddle
aprehended
in the muddle
that's gone by
old rainbows
unbended
the show
has now ended
all colour to die
from full spectrum light
equating , frustration
elation , damnation
glass are the eyes
in pupil dilation
the past it now bites
as life now is vacant
so goodbye my wife
I hope you can make it .