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.