This world was too much for you,
Too harsh for a fragile soul.
It’s hard to bare the presence of your absence.
When death called so soon,
You were ready to spread your wings and fly.
I hope heaven smells like roses,
Since your arrival.
Walls gracefully made from rare pearls
The garden must be a dahlia,
Springs flowing crystal clear.
I bet the rain is purple and sparkly.
I hope you sprinkle a bit of your love
And always sparkle like a dove.
Know I will find comfort in the skies
The stars to heal my scars,
The Moon to change my mood
And the Sun for our handsome Son.
We had to comprehend.