Ashley was a little girl,
We used to call her baby squirrel.
Ashley grew up, then left on her own.
And went off somewhere secret.
Of course we were never told.
Years later Ashley grew old.
And came back from her home,
We asked her what was wrong.
She said "Daddy I feel cold."
I gave her a blanket, and made sure she was warm.
I left her to rest, and so I shut the door.
What happened next I'll never forget.
It's something so bad, it'd make you upset.
I opened the door, to see if she awoke.
I walked up to her, and her cheeks I poked.
Something was off, they felt like ice.
My mind was racing, "What happened last night."
Her eyes were open, and she wasn't breathing, I begged and begged.
"Ashley please don't leave me."
My heart filled with dread, I cried nonstop, and lay in her bed.
I covered her eyes, and snuggled close.
Her body was cold, I couldn't take it anymore.
I covered her up, in the blanket she slept.
I now realized, that Ashley was dead.
