• as snow falls i wounder why did you give me this rose as i look at it. its color seem's to mach my heart and feelings, but
    the last thing you said when you gave me this rose was
    ( the color of this rose my sweet means death keep it with you always and i will return)
    ...a black rose he said as i though about what he told me. i put the rose in my hair and look up watching the snow fall as i sit in the cold alone waiting for you to return just like you said