Not a rose for you my
Love for you is an oak
'Cause when the winter nears
The roses die snow-cloaked
Why my love for you
Is a beautiful oak? Cause
It's firm and rooted to earth, limbs
As high as our hopes
I showed you my bad days
Hoping you stay
I wasn't there for you
Oh, what it conveyed?
But you still stayed with me
Through night and days
The winds blew strong
But stronger were the flowers
Of the oak we built
Standing with might and power
The season's forever where
Everything glows bright pink
As we write our tale
With ever-lasting ink
©saadat
S