The Weeping Rose Poem by Sherif Monem

As the morning lights early breaks
the chill of the night disappears
I look at the gardens and fields
Running around looking for red rose
Red rose to give to my special love
Days have come
Days have passed
Seasons have come
Seasons have passed
The days became gloomy
The sunny rays become hazy
My heart became heavy
I looked for the red rose
behind the fields
In midst of shrubs
I found the red rose
She was silently weeping
when she saw me
I heard her saying
Oh my friend no more
Your love has gone away
With sad heart I walked away
Thinking of my dear love
that I sourly have missed