Rose, my lost bird
my wayward girl
all the demons that possessed you
couldn’t keep you here
with the laughter of angels
in the calm of a fight
you were gone to me forever the longest summer night
the air, with fire flies and a southern drawl, can charm or can kill
should it speed or should it stall
years ago, yet I still can’t forget
my sister, my friend, my life in regret.
