She's Gone

All who watched him didn't speak
As a silent tear ran down his cheek
He looked down at her, dressed in black
And wished again to have her back

But now her skin, so terribly cold
And never again would she be his to hold
They watched in silence as he bent near
And whispered the words, "I love you, dear."
As the wind began to blow
They lowered her casket in the snow
He felt her soul from this cold world fly,
And his whole world crumbled with a sorrowful sigh