Her

Let the rain fall, let it pour, Open all the windows and doors. Slow the footsteps around the house, Make all the voices quiet, just like a mouse. Can you hear the sorrows howl from the little woman in the corner, Being alone at this time is not healthy, someone should warn her. The little old man holding back his tears, Hoping that not a single soul hears. With every passing minute, No one wants to admit it. Everyone talks about you like you are still here We never thought the end would be so near. Why did she have to leave so soon, She was our stars and moon. She was a beautiful white dove, I hope she knows that she had so much love.