When cancer took Peter away,
Jane wanted to go too
And so, every day she would pray:
“Dear lord, what have I left here? Take me too!”
One day, John came by,
He was tall, considerate and sweet;
Jane’s life found meaning around this guy
She was in Love, again; He had swept her off her feet!
“Dear lord! I want to live again”, she prayed
She dreamt of her beautiful life as she walked on the street.
Crashhhhhh! The lorry with a bad brake swayed!
Alas! For Jane, Life had mocked with conceit…