• In my heart I cry
    For you
    For everyone
    I know
    That I leave
    I love you all
    I’ll miss you
    They say I must
    Move on
    Is a new stone
    On life’s path
    A stone of new color
    New friends
    I’ll miss
    My silver stones
    But I hold you tight
    Getting gold stones
    Shouldn’t keep me
    From beloved silver
    So ill hold you
    Tighter to my heart
    Even the smallest stone
    Has much purpose
    On the path