This sculpture that stands before me;
I was blinded...

Lady, you have filled these exile days of mine,
With sweetness, made a foreign traveler your own...

You are the golden sun in the bright blue sky,
Your beautiful face is as sweet as blackberry pie...

To me death is going to sleep and never waking up,
To me death is like going to sleep after a long...

Nor dread nor hope attend
A dying animal...

Nobody lives forever,
But what a hole you've left...

You remind me of a flower,
Pretty, inside and outside...

I wrote your name high in the sky,
But the wind came along and blew it away...

If I could have just that one wish,
I would use it to make a wish...

I love the way you look at me,
Your eyes so bright and blue...

A gentle word like a spark of light,
Illuminates me soul...

A Friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need lifting up...