She looked up into the sky
It would be too tough for her to say goodbye
He had watched her grow
Together they had learned how to tie a bow
She began to remember learning to ride a bike
Hoping with all that he would hop out and yell "Psych!"
Yet, deep down, it was far too much to bear
She belted to God, "Please don't take him away!"
Was there anything she could do or say?
The hourglass had run dry
She had no choice but, to say a final . . .
"Goodbye"