Goodbye Norma Jean
though I never knew you at all
your face was the summer sunshine
slowly transforming into fall
And Though you lived your life
as fleeting as a candle in the wind
your legend hasn't gone out,
and I doubt it ever will
the original hourglass that sent many a woman envious
confidence was the dress you wore
still the reason so many still adore
Ms. Monroe although you're gone
your legend, like an everlasting candle, burns on