How do you mourn?
I like to cry.
How do you mourn?
I don't go outside.
How do you mourn?
I try to dance,
Feeling the trance.
How do you mourn?
I stay away from the phone
How do you mourn?
I stay at home
But I know some morning
I won't be mourning anymore.
I believe someday
We'll be together again,
I believe, I believe.
We'll have a bright future, you'll see
In dappled sunlight on those same old roads
To that same old place
With that same sweet smile all over your face.
I'll be there by your trusty side
Walking those fields, by and by.
For Lola 4/3/16
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