• Another petal falls from a dying rose,
    And with it slips another dream
    Of memories once tightly held inside
    As tokens from a blissful life

    Away each falls to ground and withers
    'till nothing else is left
    And then all fears shall feast
    On the sentiments that were

    Another petal falls from a dying rose
    Yet all in vain it breaks apart
    For I have found a lively bud
    That brings within a happier life