Golden flower in her hand
Like snow on a winters day
Her lips are pail
Her cheeks dim
But her hair the same
An oceans wave of god sculpted silk
Her dress is perfect
I wish she could see herself twirl in it
Her button nose still cuter then ever
And her nails just as they always are
Painted with a midnight blue
Matching her captivating eyes
Oh how I wish to see them sparkle once more
Under the light of the stars
I wish to just see her radiate with beauty one last time
Before I seal her casket
And say my very final goodbye...