Another sad day,
Just another sad day..
What is joy anyway,
In a world without one love ray..
My dear tante is getting sick,
And her green pea is not ref-lec-ting..
Even light is changing,
Not as bright & slowly fading..
I’m sure those peas of her,
Were only used in all that’s fair..
And so they’ll be her light up there,
Making her smile in between them stares..