Time turns her face from mine as I grow.
Friends fall away leaving cold gifts of woe...
Gasping for breath,
unable to comprehend...
The unborn child
never to be born...
Delicate buds will never bloom
roots too young to stand alone...
I was three months old when mama passed away
she never got to see me walk, or hold my hand as I...
Tell me if you're going to be alright
That I shouldn't worry at all because you won't...
I know you carry a heart that beats with mine,
all through the days that passes you by...
My cold leather couch
placed in the middle of this...
The memories of you
Are engraved within my heart...
Seasons In The Sun
Remaining suspended in time...
If I could have one more day with you,
Mother dear, to sit beside your chair...
You were a loving friend,
a co-worker to us all...