A fatal crash on a winding road,

Survivors there feeling alone.

A little girl dead her father in tears,

A fiancé gone but not to have fear.

 

Music, common interests, wasting their lives,

Never going out with dating on the rise.

The ghost of the girl seeing something different,

Her father and the widow having a common interest.

Pet peeves, pronunciations, parking in two spaces,

Things that are happening with two familiar faces.

 

The death of their loved ones brought them together,

Talking to one another makes everything better.

Wining and dining on nights in the square,

Enjoying life now without a single care.

 

Together in love through a tragedy early on,

No time to mourn,

Their lives are reborn.

 

The little girl happy with tears in her eyes,

Sees her father happy for once in his life,

Never did she think through her death would love rise,

For truly good can come out of what was taken in strife.