i took a little trip to my home town
i only stopped just to look around
and as i walked along the worn out street
my heart beat into a hasty retreat

retreat into the past under a star apple tree
remembering my high school sweetheart with mirth and glee
how we picked wild flowers and chased butterflies
and made promises that would never die

now my sweetheart is nowhere to be found
like a soft drifting snow that banished without sound
alas! my foot steps brought me to where she lies
where lonely birds of prey dances and flies

with a grieving heart i uttered a mournful cry
dear Lord, tell my sweetheart...
she was loved with that love that never, never dies.

(written by Mr. Melvin Paniza)
thanks for sharing it to me Tang :)