Love Poem

There was this girl

Named Scarlett Mcardle  

Blonde hair brown eyes 

Very tall but warm hearted

I would see her on her front porch 

So I said hi

I then went by her house  

And gave her roses on her front porch 

She never noticed me

Until one day 

She walked out and saw me 

It was a cold morning 

And the flowers were dying

I had to quickly get some 

And say my goodbying 

To the man that gave me the flowers each day 

To thank him for making my heart warm in each way 

I went by her house and she saw me again 

I've never gotten so happy 

She smiled at me in all exciting ways 

I gave her the roses and said 

This is the last time you'll get these roses

For they are dying all around town 

It's getting cold outside and becoming winter 

So i'm saying goodbye and I'll see you next season

She then stopped me and said 

Come on in  

It's cold outside and I think there is wind 

She got me some tea and we sat by the fire

For then we grew old 

And sat in our chairs 

Looking at the last bouquet of roses I gave to her before I passed.