• She mourns, while sitting underneath the petals.
    Singing a melody, of a thousand chorals.
    With sadning truths of love,
    She glances far above.
    Past the trees and through the clouds..
    Every lyric, she sings aloud,
    With tears running off her cheeks,
    She hopes he comes out and peeks.
    So he could wipe off her tears,
    But soon, the thought disappears.
    With nothing left but memories,
    She sits and sings her melodies.