Hands to eyes, elbows to knees,
Crying, hunched over in my seat
This world too mine, inside my mind
The place, you will always reside
I'm on the go, to see you glow
Working, you tell me you know
Our future for me, my favourite story
Of marriage love and the glory
Living life’s funfair, what do we care?
When I have you and the wind in my hair
Then Out of my mind, into my rhyme,
Your memory, will be here for all of time
You left us, because life had called,
Your spirit, it will live with us all
Out of the lows, this is so rare
As I ride the highs, at life’s fair
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