We walked on the beach,
Together as one.
Once again I reach,
And strive to have fun!
The only problem now,
Is that you can’t anymore.
For it is time that you must,
Open the last door.
I remember the flowers,
On that bright sunny day.
But inside it felt,
More cloudy then words can say.
The tears swelling up,
Reminded me of rain,
And the sounds of crying,
Just brought back all the pain.
Now most of all,
I remember all before,
When the sun would shine,
And the rain didn’t pour!
