The summer days were as a burning haze,

The smell of watermelon in the crisp morning air.

Memories were nothing but a fiery blaze,

Something I'm willing to sorrowfully bear.

Her smile was the gold in the evening sunset

I'd do anything to go back to that specific time.

It Makes me want to do a mental reset

On my life to go back on a dime.

The thoughts of her that always cross my mind,

Is what is Keeping me very much alive.

I really wish there was a rewind,

Because to be like her is for what I strive.

To know her was to be spiritually blessed

But now it's all sad because she is at rest.