She walked in the field alone,
Looking for a place to mourn,
She had lost her true love,
Thinking how  he took her hand when she last wore gloves,
That was at her wedding,
Tears started shedding,
Her eyes yearned to see him,
He left her amiss,
She looked back at the good times.
Now nothing seems to help,
People always leave,
Leaving nothing but a reason to grieve.