Although my years with Her were on limit,
I could not count the joy filled in it,
Her laugh, Her Smile, Her Touch,
Why Do I Have To Miss Her so much..
Although God has taken Her away,
I think about Her everyday,
I can;t help but think of how it could be,
If She was still here with me.
All these memories that I have made,
I fear that they are begainning to fade,
The way She use to wipe away the tears,
And comfort me from all my fears...
The way she hugged,The way She would cook,
The way She read my storybook,
The way Her perfume smelled so sweet,
The way Her hair laid so neat.
She left when I was seven years old,
But now She walks on streets of gold,
I Miss the songs she use to sing,
But now She flies on Angel wings’.
If only there was a way,
She could be with Me right now Today,
