Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering

He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times

Incredible is my mother She is kind like no other A pure Angel is nothing compared… Beautiful and fraich as dew, Enchantress

There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it

Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation

Everyday I worry I dread this coming month, September The milestone of our life The day our fate will be known

Light is her name She is precious like gold Luckier than Fortuna, Always outruning fate Flames blaze from her eyes

Memories are gone I thought I’d feel relieved But there is a void in my heart A weight in my chest I thought forgetting you would hea…