She was like a rose
She was planted and wanted immediately
She came out full of beauty that seems so rare
She brought a peace to me
A happiness I never knew.
I held on tight, not quite knowing why
Slowly she started to say good-bye
In the midst of what was to be her glory
In the early morning hours she left my life
I can still smell her, feel her, and sometimes
Just sometimes I can even hear the laughter
That was her.
She came and left with a beauty almost untold
But for a while I was the one
Who saw in her eyes. I'll never let her beauty