Mustang roars, wind sings,

Back roads map our wild hearts' flight—

Soundgarden blaring.

Hard times, thin wallets,

Love's fabric stretched, yet unfrayed—

Somehow made ends meet.

Storms brew, harsh words clash,

Warm and happy home turns cold.

Still, we chose to stay.

Sorry’s never said,

Broken heart full of regret.

Death swept you away.

New dawn, life renews,

Past love rests in heart's chamber—

Growth, with you in mind.