My happy life was ripped open to the core
when you were taken suddenly, I fell to the floor
I felt lost, so alone, no reason to carry on
unanswered questions left, I was the dying swan
I pleaded with the angels to return you to me
but they wouldn't listen, just said that you were free
its hard for the ones that are left down on earth
for we must continue living, without much mirth
I guess you are out of pain now, and that was why
you were given you own wings, and taught to fly
© Lissie Bull 2014 All rights reserved
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