One Day My Dear Friend. Poem by River Boswell

'Roses are red, my heart is blue,
I feel so sad and I don't know what to do.
My tears fall like petals from a wilting rose,
my smile has faded and nobody knows.

I try to hide my pain beneath a mask,
But the weight of sorrow is suck a task.
I long for comfort, a warm embrace,
To wipe my tears and kiss my face.

But for now, I'll hold my head up high,
and keep pushing on, though I want to cry.
One day my heart will blossom again,
and my sadness will be a distant friend.