A polished silver picture frame lays above the burning fireplace
Inside lays a heart, no longer beating,
but is remembered in the hearts of others.
As tears swell in my eyes I remember your Snow White coloured hair,
Matched perfectly to the picture frame you are now lying in.
You sit as still as a rock in the picture frame,
Your heart no longer beating.
Laying on this couch with you in between my fingers,
Tears pouring down my face.
I wish you were still here with me.
You are always in my heart,
And I will always miss you and love you.