I hope you fly high

Feel loves sweet sorrow,
As time has flown by,
We live for the morrow,
And like birds we aim for the sky.

Taking in memories portrait,
Distorted maybe,
But on it I will never forfeit,
So this ones for you baby.

I hold on to our time,
Like a actor holds onto a line,
Or a poet embraces a rhyme,
To you ghost I will hold onto for all time.

I feel my heart long,
And its you I see,
And though it maybe wrong,
I am glad that from me you’re free,

To live your life,
Far from the this world,
And all it’s strife,
I hope that you can say,
That you have soared.