Ma

The dew is on the grass, fog low to let in the sun
'cause they don’t know you’re gone

Peepers and loons sing spring’s sweet lament
'cause they don’t know you’re gone

Cottage doors slam on lazy summer days
'cause they don’t know you’re gone

Lakes still every morning and night, under a pastel sky
'cause they don’t know you’re gone

Ferris wheel turns as fireworks explode behind
'cause they don’t know you’re gone

Mountains rise past curves memorized, with orange trees ablaze
'cause they don’t know you’re gone

Christmas morning comes, coffee and camera in hands you made
even though we know you’re gone 

The stars fill up the dark sky, like a message expanding endlessly above
'cause I know you’re gone