UNDER A TREE, SHE CRIES
A sunny day, a shaded tree, she rests,
See her do I as passing by, she cries.
Why do you he tears, what makes you cry,?
Such a beautiful day, do things not go your way.?
Why do I cry asks the man walking by, why,?
A friend has just died, she wanders now in the sky.
Sick was she as on this day God has taken her away,
Forever missed will be a friend of mine, not fair I say.
Hear what I say as under a tree you cry,
Her pain and suffering are no more, listen too just why.
She lies on the earth as her spirit so happy, says goodbye,
Laughing with Angels, walking forever with the lord up so high.
Under a tree she cries, I walked her way at a most perfect time.