Sweet Rose

My eyes sore to the sight of a wilted rose Imagining what beauty it must have contained before And how such a thing could happen Curious to possibilities ahead I nursed the nearly dead rose back to life Showing her love unconditionally Watched magic reveal itself before my very eyes She had the strength to stand out in a field Her beauty was seen for miles For she was my sweet rose Not only did I save her, but she did me My sore eyes were reawaken to her soul For now I knew the meaning to why I wasn't full I was in need of my missing piece She would now complete me Oh my sweet rose for I pray you never die Like our love it will live on for an eternity