My dear old friend Who was beautiful in her way She never knew who to depend But then she found me and may
It was in the 4th grade when we met Happy little kids we were And we still are,I bet Just want to make sure
Last saturday I was busy While she was home, She was breathing Not sure if she was alone
That night was filled with tragedy No words can explain It was very badly I was filled with pain
Now she is part of the stars at night, One of the clouds in the day Who ever killed her at the fight I promise you .......... they will pay
This is dedicated to friend Cynthia also known as Ashely,who sadly passed away last saturday 3-9-13 R.I.P Cynthia I love you and wished we had spent more time