I am looking at her picture
and it brings me to tears...

Apart of me from being alone,
i sit and wait for the stone...

White long dress with pink and white diamonds.
she did her hair in ringlets by the hairdresser...

Is to late to say sorry.
instead of this worry...

All i see in this bit of paper that i am writing...
and all i want to do is write and rhyme...

She's just a young woman
just sweet sixteen...