I have a friend
that is way different from others...

Farewell color green
orange is in style...

Seeing the world through the eyes of a child
their innocent minds have showered me...

Red is my color
my fragrance is sweet...

A certain button I can't push
mistakes I can't undo...

Trees are like windchimes
responding to the windsong...

Grief is not based on numbers
sorrow does not require a certain speed...

Apple blossoms burst
trees carry beautiful weight...

Some cats are not meant to be caged
their spirit has no limitations...

I am walking through the harvest
every day, same time...

The times when you hear gun shots go off
night has a way of attracting crime...

This is in honor of a woman
that never complained...