A winter rose
So fragile and fair
It's grace and beauty
As special as a rose of red, that bloomed despite the frost
Is the man for whom the red rose bloomed
Without one, the other was lost.
Whenever I think about hangin' it up,
Of this life I want no more!
God hears my cry and sends to me an Angel to my door!
I'm never sure which one it will be...............
I don't know who the f- you are
And I may never know your name! !
But because of you and the coward you are
My world will never be the same! !
You showed up as if heaven sent
And gently held my hand
You stayed by my side
When I broke down and cried