There was a day in the lunch hall
she smiled at me
And I heard a voice of an angel
I knew she was going to be a friend

For many a days too come
I smiled back and her eyes melted with tears
As she knew she gained a friend for years
She was soft spoken she was lovely and kind also

She was ever so willing to talk to me
And befriend like she was saintish
In my eyes she taught me how to love again
And respect them ever more

Glory be to this Saint Amy
A very good friend of mine
She will never let me feel lonely
Because we share so much time