A Rose For You

I look out of the window and see the first buds of bloom; the tears start to flow as I sit in this dark and empty room, As I sit I remember your beautiful face, you dressed so fine, and walked with such grace, Every morning I sit and stare, as the buds grow bigger and I feel that your there, Then one morning, as I took a glance, I knew then that I had a chance, I had a chance to get through the days without you, the most beautiful rose with tears of dew, I knew it was for me, it was sent by you.