Harmony, was just about,
as within the car-filled streets I found,
The merry symphony of sound,
Of people, of wind and birds.

Harmony, was about the spring,
of the sun rays that hit the ground,
green, for all it was around,
sparkling dew of remembrance.

And remembrance was the winter
where ash fell from the sky.
It was always a hinder,
for us to say goodbye.

So this I send to you,
in hopes that I will let go
of memories, sweetest,
that make me stop… and smile
carry me with your heart, but not in mind.
(for I will never let go,
Of the love I hold for you so...)