Precious Benita

Precious Benita She told me you were gone Gone, Gone where She said you had passed Oh bright sunny, woman Full of energy, Flaxen golden air Great beauty of european flair How could you not be here We three girls had lots of fun tears and fears Oh could you not want to stay Life can be painful and dark I do not know what took place Your reality must have been black and stark I can put myself in your space Such a shock to hear you left such a tragic way to go I will remember a girl, bright, flaxen hair with such joy Dear Benita