Written by: mary hardin

She ride's in beauty in the night, a death defying comes to mind, come into my dream and you will see the spirit stand's aside wait for me, wait for me.Do not be afraid with haunted memory, go to the willow tree, there you will become free, "The smell of wild flower's in the air, come on, come on, let's go there, summer dust all around us, with bright vanishings see there, see there,"When night falls apon the earth, you can see passed the treees into the breeze dancing angels in a mist, forever  to come to bless.         2000