Life and Death

Roses are red Violets are blue Sugar is sweet And so are you But the time comes When the flowers die And the sugar bowl Is empty And the time has come When death has taken You with such great Welcome and I want That too But now my wrists are Stained red and with “That Blood” Seeping out of those Wounds like red Those teardrops to show My grief and mourning But this is how much I want to be with you As those tears fell I hear tiny voices… And they come as One and it was you