They Say

They Say.

They say you are here, but I don’t see you.

They say you are coming, but I don’t hear you.

For you are gone from my sight; but I still see you.

For you are gone, but I still hear you, for you will always be in my heart.

You angelic singer from heaven’s gate; you know me from Choir Days at Azura Hills, where we walk under.

You know how close we were; no other friends were closer than you and I.

Your laugh was sweet serenity; your presence brought everything to life.

Even in winter, the roses bloomed.

There is no one in this world that I love and care for more than you.

by Loboshinbo
posted on 03/05/2007