Each time you might fall
All broken and scarred...

We're so lucky to be loved
With Christmas almost here...

Within her four seasons which I adore
When my eyes are upon her they'll appear...

It's been many weeks since you have gone
I realize I'm still holding on...

There's this girl that I like
That I know from school...

I have a farm, and I have a field
Within which, my seeds will yield...

I am very handy to have around
And most likely in every home I am found...

She painted a picture and surprised me one day
Of artwork abstract, that would display...

Sometimes in life you'll reach a huge hill
Don't let yourself be put off by the climb...

I follow my footprints, where we first met
And they stop in front of yours on the beach...

I once was so happy
To have you close by...

It's not as simple to forget
Move on as they all say...