Her smiles shines through the suns glow.
her laughter hollers threw the winds whisper.
her touch arrives threw the movement of trees.
She may have died and went to heaven.
but her memory still lives on.
no matter how sad we shall get,
she will be here to give us her hand.
even though we won\'t feel her touch or hear the words of her wisdom leave her mouth.
her smile shines threw the suns glow.
her laughter hollers threw the winds whisper.
her touch arrives threw the movement of trees,
no matter how far away she goes,
she\'s always here,
this is her existences.
