Never Ending Walk

A young girl of sixteen,
Her whole life yet to live,
But a winters day so cold,
Took that all away,

She embarked upon a walk,
To a place she loved to go,
To clear her tangled thoughts,
And bring her peace within,

As she walked along the path,
One she'd taken times before,
Who'd have known this could have happened,
To one as 'happy' as she,

She entered through the iron gates,
Walked over to the lake,
Fully dressed she took a plunge,
Surfacing only as a lifeless doll,

Who could have guessed that morning,
Her life was 'bout to end,
That she'd be buried in those gardens,
And that tears would fill their eyes,

Now she's lying in a coffin,
Her painted on smile gone,
Her loved one's filled with remorse,
Thanks to that never endind walk