Audrey is sad
No life is perfect
Don't get half what you have
But Audrey is sad
Had father sent me
Previous letters
Older than that
Note in your hand
That's not much
Of a wish my darling
You could ask so much more
Than where you started
Got 43
That's almost a hundred
She's making small plans
With the note in her hand
Her bare feet
This filthy carpet
More beautiful than
You'll ever understand