Every morning when I get up I look out my window for her cloud
I turn on our favorite song, Tough and play it loud
I’m so glad to see her with all her hair
It wasn’t that long ago that her head was bare
I just love waking up and seeing her smile, up there in the sky
I know I never need to cry
Because all I need to do is look between the trees in the “Cloud Hole”
And there I will find my best friend sitting on a little knoll
When she died I though I lost my best friend
She was right when she said, “We will be best friends until the end”
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