Bluest Roses

I have always like rose flowers but not fully bloomed, not bloomed fully I had an ideal perfect rose that was colored blue or blue in color for me I fantasized of my love one day suprising me I wanted one day for him to sweep me off my feet The perfect day In the perfect way Just him and me And on that day Blue roses I would see The roses would be blue that he gave me I wanted so much to feel important, sexy, and pretty maybe In some way be reminded by my love . . . " momma I love you and your everything to me " Of course it's a fantasy When you know it'll never be true Which is probably why I had yet to see Roses that were blue Then one day I had explained My ideal perfect flower , I explained a blue rose And how I've yet to see that perfect rose Was then told that was because it's not how a rose grows So some how some way I'd have to make it myself I suppose If I had it my way, blue roses is what I would have chose For reasons that except GOD himself know one knows And then one day I saw on display A beautiful bouquet Of blue roses you see I fantasized that someone picked them for me I thought they were pretty and stood there and froze As I stood and admired the bluest rose I remembered some one telling me It's a funeral flower . . . And so I thought well maybe In death someone might give them to me I'll just have to wait until then to see Time went by as so life went by And one day life had happend to me And had a few things taken from me I was having a little boy. . . I've already got 3 So #4 was coming to be part of our family Lifes decision was to bring to a halt the life inside me Still cant help but to think original plans had included me I'm just thankful I'm here now to be saying These things that I'm saying I'm so glad people love me and started praying For me and my baby They prayed for our staying I was even put down again Because bleeding kept happening I woke up from that still in the woods Hoping to be told things that were good My baby was fragile this I understood I didnt think he would die I didnt think he would But sadly he did I got my blue Rose's the day he was buried Blue Rose's on top of the tiny casket my 3 kings carried I thought oh my babys so sweet he sent some blue Rose's to me My eyes filled with tears when I thought this Because I did not want to receive blue Rose's like this