by marilyn mitchell
I look at the creamy snow as it flows so high from the sky
Everyone says thats how it goes,and I know I must say goodbye
You were in pain,but you knew you would die,and would leave
Leaving your family on New Years to grieve
I look for you all around,even the couch that we shared so much together
You taught me to love in all kinds of stormy weather
Now your gone and my tears
Will go on for years
My very best yogi will live on in my heart
But the hardest thing to do is to say the word part
As I must to go on,so shall the cycle of flowers
Tell me where are all the flowers
For you my existence I shall crave for it mattered
Why must love be shattered