Did you see the rose petal in the sky?
It was very beautiful to my eye.
The colors were bright and very merry.
Sort of, somewhat like a cherry.
Did you hear the birds sing their song sweet?
To match the colors our eyes did meet.
On that sweet day, that very hour.
There was nothing at all that was any what sour.
But like any treasure of the day,
It could not forever stay.
I wish that moment would have last,
But now it's just a treasure passed.
