Oh! A Rose

Life of my dead husband, Daniel Compare, and my love for him.

Oh, A Rose,

There is none so fair to Compare.

Love so bold,

To be left untold.

Lips on a hand, 

I miss so much,

A broken heart,

A walk in the dark.  

The close of a day,

Why must we stay,

To feel the pain, 

To taste the Loss,

The prick of a thorn,

We all must mourn,

The death of a heart,

  The close of a day,

Why must we stay,

To learn to love the pain,

Only to be left to start over again.