Her tears though quietly, did fall, with no direction at all Her thoughts were blurred and her speech was slurred She was alive but no one told her it would be this way Looking outside she thought it's just another day The sun was spreading its rays why was it so cold? She looked at her finger the one with the ring of gold. We said until death do us part - but that is not the truth For he remains in my soul and heart - death took away my youth. No one told her it would be this way. So should I go back to kindergarten? Just a thought in my head. As you can read I'm no poet, just a bad rhymer.