The Lady in Black I

She is the lady in black,
Wearing a black skirt,
and a black hat.

She is hyper,
Jumping around and giggling,
She is in love,
with her platonic love,
Making her feel suffering.

She is the lady in black,
Proud as always,
Never lets her dignity down,
Defends her thoughts,
Eventhough she is wrong.

She is a guide,
For those without spirit,
Always sad and sissy,
She makes them believers.

There is the Lady in Black,
Alone walking a street,
With her Backpack full of cloth,
Black are they and her love.

She leaves to make hope greater,
She leaves to make us better.

Never forgetting,
What she taught us,
To always focus.

She is in our hearts,
And will for always,
Eventhough far away,
The Lady in Black wont never change.