I could tell you of a person she was,
Or how she made me smile,
I could tell you anything there is to be told,
But that may take a while,
But I'll tell you she was sweet,
And that she was one of a kind,
I'll tell you what she was to me,
And how she filled my mind,
I could tell you how much she'd sing,
Whenever happiness burnt her heart,
I could tell everything,
And know not when to stop,
But in her world there was another,
A world I could never understand,
May be I could have tried better,
But I could hold a grip of it by hand,
I will tell you she was a friend,
One I'll forever mourn her loss,
I'll tell you of her end,
And me before her was her choice,
She was a mother,
That's about all there is to say,
And I'll forever love her,
Just wish she'd spent one more day,
Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 6:43 PM UTC
I could tell you of a person she was,
Or how she made me smile,
I could tell you anything there is to be told,
But that may take a while,
But I'll tell you she was sweet,
And that she was one of a kind,
I'll tell you what she was to me,
And how she filled my mind,
I could tell you how much she'd sing,
Whenever happiness burnt her heart,
I could tell everything,
And know not when to stop,
But in her world there was another,
A world I could never understand,
May be I could have tried better,
But I could hold a grip of it by hand,
I will tell you she was a friend,
One I'll forever mourn her loss,
I'll tell you of her end,
And me before her was her choice,
She was a mother,
That's about all there is to say,
And I'll forever love her,
Just wish she'd spent one more day,
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