Before the snow first fell, There was a beautiful sight I knew all too well. A gorgeous rose with petals so bright, Tough it couldn’t make it through Even one cold winter night. My beautiful, bright rose died. Oh, how many tears I cried, They had a cost… The rose was forever lost, Deep within winter’s first snow. Now I know, Nothing perfect can stay, But I would someday Find a way Though the pain and strife Of loss of life. Love. That’s what could pull me through, I had my darling white dove. Who? Why, of course it’s you! With you by my side, I could toss That pain of loss Away from where my heart resides. My love, my dove, My darling, my life, With you as my own, I can push through all strife From the loss of life. Love is truly a magical thing, Especially since mine is you, My everything.