I see the slim plastic stick
As plain as paper
Yet it tells so much
And helps keep her spirit alive

I see the slim plastic stick
Watching me from above
Like a quiet angel she flies
And helps keep her spirit alive

From one to ten she had looked after me
This simple stick my only memory
A true friend to all she was
But now she’s gone like the wind

I see the slim plastic stick
Donned with fine slithers of string
Noticeable characters joyfully dance above
And helps keep her spirit alive

I see the slim plastic stick
Made to remember her
Such a simple coat hanger
That helps keep her spirit alive