When I see your picture hanging on the wall
I ask myself why is this so?
As I watch memory lane drive by
I ask why did you go?
A yellow flower just starting to bloom
I a guardian angel spreading her wings
She watches to comfort you through the stormy night
She smiles during the day while we play
The color pink represents much
A soul so bright
Brightening up the world around her
A child finding her mite
A smile represent so much
It can be an act to fool so many
Sometimes to hide the tears threatening to fall
Or to show cheerfulness in ones life.
Mere reasons and questions.