She said walk slow, don't leave me behind. I will always follow, turn around and you'll find. She said don't play, I am not a trophy to win. I will hear what you've to say, and lend you a shoulder to lean. She said don't supress, let your thoughts flow. If you hold in your stress, someday your mind will blow. She said hold my hand, I will never let you fall. I will always understand, and be there when you call. She said before she died, remember you have to rise. Then she smiled so sweet and wide, and never again opened her eyes. She said nothing anymore, and I miss her somuch. My wounded heart is forever sore, still longing for her tender touch.