Whipped cream on my nose
Brightly colored candles burn
Lasso of licorice
wrapped round
Sweet frosted heaven
It’s present time
A shallow girl breathes
Remembering that day
Ten years today
Oh five twenty six
A boy crying
The front porch
A final goodbye
Oh heaven it hurts
A goodbye gift
It’s present time
She holds her gift tight
Still smelling him
After bottles upon bottles
Of mothers perfume
After years of torment
She throws it away
The parting gift
From the boy she loved
Seventh birthday never forget
She never forgave
Nor did she forget
She lay in bed
Smelling the dead
The missing love of her life
He had vanished to her
If only they could say
One more simple word
Meet in the streets
Even as strangers
Anything would be better
Then remembering forever
All the sweet memories
Playing in the church yard
Like skeletons they dance