When You Were Here

Written by: Gail Angel Doyle

When You Were Here The sky used to show a beautiful color of blue That led a path for the birds to fly so free I know I couldn’t stop death from taking you That stranded my broken heart left to bleed The sun used to a have its purpose to shine To shine upon your beautiful face The roses used to be admired by you on their vines Until darkness faded all of beauty away When you were here I’d always play on the piano To the tune of our favorite song to hear you sing I can’t seem to touch the keys for the melody I used to know Without your presence of joy and happiness that you would bring The piano, the sky the sun and the birds that still fly They all still exist, leaving me with a tear Noticing that ever since you died They all left their memory of when you were here…