Final Wave.

She looks so pretty, they whisper,
they can't help but stare.
with a face like an angels,
and sunshine colored hair.

a small, little rosebud mouth,
set in a sad, determined pout.
you could see the pain in her eyes,
but she wouldn't let it out.

people stared at her and wondered,
just how she must feel.
to be so beautiful, yet all alone,
its just couldn't feel real.

when she got the phone call,
saying her child had died.
she hung up on her husband,
she thought he must have lied.

she waited at home for hours,
for her daughter to walk through the door.
when it become clear she wasn't coming,
she cried more then ever before.

well today was her time to say goodbye,
and to lose her daughter forever.
but she still had her husband,
they would make it through together,

as she walked to her car,
she turned to wards the grave.
i love you baby she whispered,
and gave a final wave.