You may not understand, not get why,

She had to leave, she had to die.

She passed away. no need to lie-

When she left it made you cry.

And now she’s gone, but you get by.

You’ll always remember when she was nigh.

And though you’re sad, though you sigh,

You WILL see her again- up on high.


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