You are my rose in the morning
With your sweet dew in my mouth
The rose that conforms me as I move about my house
You are the rose that I wink to when I am feeling bad
The rose that I pull petals from when I don’t want to feel sad
If this rose was my life I would sink inside it’s wall
With you by my side how soft would be the fall
Because of your friendship I have learned to grow
Because of my attitude I refuse to let go
Of the rose that I sniff in everyday life
Of the rose that I comfort before I go to sleep at night
Yes you are my rose so sweet my friend
Just like the bee’s I will pollinate you until
The End