A single tear

Rascel

He put his hand up to his heart,
A tear ran down his cheek,
It was time to make his speech,
But,
He could not speak,

When he began he was quiet,
But then his voice finally grew,
His speech was all about his friend,
A friend that he once new,

"Her hair was up in a pony tail,
Her favorite dress tied with a bow,
I left for work then,
I couldn't wait to go,

I said that I'd meet her at 3,
In the car park,
Behind the old beech tree,
Until it came my way,

That she would not be meeting me there today,
I went home,
And there she lay..."

He put his hand up to his heart,
A tear ran down his cheek,
Suddenly and full of thought,
He began to speak,

"Her hair was up in a pony tail,
Her favorite dress tied with a bow,
I know that I am not standing upon this stage alone,
If just once,

I could run my fingers through her hair,
If only she could be there,
To hug,
To love,
So life would all fit,
I would love to,
But heaven just won't allow it..."