Its my quiet moment to reminisce
Just thought that You should know this
My private vision has you in my arms
Admiring your beauty and your charms
The special scent you always wore
Those Tom boy clothes that You once Tore
Now sitting here in my dressing gown
Watching the Sun rise and go down
The Season approaches Sweet Yellow Roses
My Heart is blessed Colorful posies
Butterflies, Birdsong wishful voice
Thoughts of when our souls Rejoice
Where will I go? What should I do?
Feeling lost and oh so blue
Just like a Frost It seems so cold
I will stand tall and act so bold
Sometimes I hate the world outside
My feelings have nowhere to hide
My emotions in check "I cant explain"
How I deal with loss with nothing to gain
The Season approaches Sweet Yellow Roses
My Heart is blessed Colorful posies
Butterflies, Birdsong wishful voice
Thoughts of when our souls Rejoice
I had Love in abundance but now all gone
Feel alone and so forlorn
On a Higher plain you still remain
As I feel your presence once again
It seems You missed that curtain call
As if to cushion my saddest fall
Sitting here now enjoying the seasons
Waiting for a sign or maybe a reason
The Season approaches Sweet Yellow Roses
My Heart is blessed Colorful posies
Butterflies, Birdsong wishful voice
Thoughts of when our souls Rejoice
For why it was you whom grew your wings
Why the Angels chose you to sing
It only seems like yesterday
Doing my best after all this time
Years have passed its such a crime
"Its helps me to cope and gives me hope"
when I imagine your just out of town
Its a comfort to know your still around
Its the best way to come to terms
I want to hold my breth till you return
I feel You went through so very much
Not realizing things were that tough
The Season approaches Sweet Yellow Roses
My Heart is blessed with Colorful posies
Butterflies, Birdsong and wishful voices
Thoughts of when our souls Rejoice
"We never felt the pain that you went through
So this I want to tell you true"
Once my time on earth is finally done
Look toward the stars or setting sun
For these are the gifts I'll bring to you
Look for the soul at the front of the queue
The Season approaches Sweet Yellow Roses
My Heart is blessed Colorful posies
Butterflies, Birdsong wishful voice
Thoughts of when our souls Rejoice
Butterflies, Birdsong wishful voice
Thoughts of when our souls Rejoice
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