Roses are blood,Violets are tears

Roses are blood,
Violets are tears.
You've been gone,
for allmost a year.
You passed away,
on that faithful day,
when feelings are given,
Valentines day.

The sun was out shining,
the sky was bright blue.
On that tragic day,
when God chose you.
They said you died quickly,
and no pain you suffered.
As I heard the cries,
from your grieving mother.

Now you're in heaven,
And I know thats true.
and now its Valentines day,
allways for you.
So as Valentines day,
comes back again.
We'll leave Roses and Violets,
to symbolise death