Do not mourn the dead for they are gone.
Mourn for all the work you have not done.
We could have seen the trees with summer Leaves
Picked the daisies gentle as our breath.
Mourn in winter for the summer sun.
Do not mourn the dead for they are gone.
Mourn for all the work you have not done.
We could have seen the trees with summer Leaves
Picked the daisies gentle as our breath.
Mourn in winter for the summer sun.