To Whom It May Concern:
She's not among the living anymore
but she'll sleep peacefully
for she'll wait at heaven's door
To Whom It May Concern:
Closed off from the rest
she's in a dream world all her own
her pain put to rest
To Whom It May Concern:
Don't cry she wouldn't want that
remember her with a smile
she once spread sunshine from where she sat
To Whom It May Concern:
Treasure her poems every single one
she hasn't life to write them now
but Hope'll keep them alive though her magic won't be spun.
2012 is now looking bright as she goes toward the light
