The roses weep, and the sun it cries, in sorrow for their loss;

My world turns grey, as color fades, making all its beauty, flee away;

I miss your smile, your glow, your light, that warms my heart and soul;

The thought of you it makes me smile, but as this smile fades away, I realize you have fled my sight, that you, have gone away;

This thought strikes like a hammer, slamming into my shattered soul, with each strike, winter finds its pieces, scattered in the snow;

So cold this winter my heart is chilled with that called Winters Blast, without your glow to shield and warm me, this day might be my last;

A pang of loss it rends my soul and leaves me barely breathing, bringing pain too great for one to stand, my hope to live, is fleeting;

So in the end I lay alone, wishing to see you but one last time, before my soul flees this world, and darkness rules my mind;

The sight of you would ease the pain, of this evil passing, but alas my mind, my heart, my soul, is gone, but my love, is

Everlasting.