There was a loving being
I bet you my heart I liked her
Her way was to smiling always be seen
To be for her was an art enlighted

The way of life
The one good God
Ended what she had
Ended went to God

Now she is gone way for pain
She'd the tears or go insane

Voice not to be heared
An economic of her laughter in my mind
The way she stared
This leads me to believe life isn't kind.