I walk around with emptiness,
The scars I wear are easy to miss...

Year eighteen an age so young
Given a surprise to have my son...

A blue glow that breathes precious freckles of...
Like the crystals of your eyes shining so brightly...

Love and hate is what sisters are,
unconditional love is not that far...

Your heart sits filled with secret mysteries;
like a smile turned tears filled in the eyes...

I am wishing you called
wondering how it got this far...

You held the key from the very start
I never considered we would be apart...