A New Woman
Like a feather
Like a feather.
She was just a pleasure.
To be around her was a moon on your hand.
There wasn't nothing you couldn't stand.
She was the best.
She passed every test.
She always was the best.
Like a feather.
She was light, touching, friendly and flew away with her friends forever.
Now she has passed away i hope she knows we still love her deep down inside our souls forever and ever.
She was just a pleasure.
To be around her was a moon on your hand.
There wasn't nothing you couldn't stand.
She was the best.
She passed every test.
She always was the best.
Like a feather.
She was light, touching, friendly and flew away with her friends forever.
Now she has passed away i hope she knows we still love her deep down inside our souls forever and ever.
Comment On This Poem --- Vote for this poem
Like a feather
Like a feather
