Dearly Beloved
Your hair was once a river,
A river made of gold.
Your eyes were of diamonds
Filled with secrets left untold.
Your smile was such beauty
That brightened the whole room
And at times like this I wonder,
Why did you go so soon?
You left me here alone,
But did you even care?
I stand right here and ask you,
But all you do is stare
Remember you once said to me,
That life was much to short
To go around and waste it all
Your own quote you never bought.
Your hair was once a river,
A river made of gold
But that river's now dried up
Your life was what you sold...