Rose Of Death. Poem by neil derek singleton

Rose's blossom in the midnight air.
Looking at the angels while the stop and stair.
Thinking off your true love. Think off the sweet smell in her hair.
How she love's you smile. And just relax once in a while.
Missing her day by day. Your heart always want's to sway.
Thinking off her eye's. Tears off joy.
How you's brought up a beautiful boy.
Now you heart begins to stop. tear's flood you out not enough for the mop. Thinking to your self why did she die. Oh please god tell me why.
Let me wake up and let it be a dream. Oh please let it be just a silly lie.
As i know it is completey true. Now your heart is sore and blue.
Thinking now what to do. Still have a beloveing son that still loves you.