The oak tree, blossomed with beautiful leaves,
Its elegant stature, flourished with breeze...

Brought up in a world, her job was a game
Treated like a test, she hid no shame...

One man discovered the world was round;
Another invented and recorded sound...

The capabilities you boast,
are so hard to maintain...

Reminiscing school times, bringing memories back...
Looking forward to the last day...

I heard through the grapevine,
your ending your life...

I broke your heart- I failed to repair
I lost your eyes- that lovingly stare...

Lazy days- sittin in the park- under the willow...
catching stars in the dark...

Theres someone special inside of me - that most...
But you will see him more than most- as your heart...

If we have something special,
filled with hope and glory...

I see us walking in my dreams,
Holding hands like reckless teens...