You don't see it

Not at first at least

You might catch a glimmer of it

on a sunny day

I lay inside silently watching

Do not worry,

it's very comfortable

You see I can walk and talk and dance and sing

it is very flexible

do not try to save me

For its locks have closed

and it might as well be 6 feet under

But it has a beautiful cover

of a happy soul

but the cover slips

and you might catch a glimpse

of it when the wind blows

on a cold October night

Do not worry my dear

It might as well be 6 feet under.