by: Letitia Jenkins
Tis a day I got a rose
A red rose that pricked the tip of my finger
How my lover whisper a little call of fate
How I loved him towards my heart
One pedal falls as one began to crumble....
He was strange today by no doubt
Eyes of emerald which gazed upon the light
If only fate take me now then let me die upon his shadows
But yet it lets me suffer
Tis a day, Tis a night
One pedal falls as one began to crumble....
Seven years later we was wed
Such a beautiful morning of such notice
We was happy or were we?
Weaken he was, he payed no attention
Gazing upon my eyes to his we were ment to be
The white dove never lies
But a raven layed upon the church waiting for the day
One pedal falls as one began to crumble....
Ever since that day he gotten worst
He was strong enough to give me butterfly kisses
They was strong to hold me up
Though they was weak for my fear
Will he go or will he stay?
Our children grew but live happy in other families now
One pedal falls as one began to crumble....
I took him to a healer
Maybe he will do well
Or then again I loved him so
More than myself I'll die for him
For his wounds and for his blood
He gave me one last look and said "You are my rose"
Then slept the night away
One pedal falls as one began to crumble....
He is with the heavens now
I missed him so but yet never knew his name
As I look at my rose it was black
Sighing to myself I said "I am a black rose"
And so the years went on....
Give me the sins upon the death of my husband
Let ravens be welcomed to my stoop
I welcome thee to my garden of the black rose.....