• She looks to the sky,
    and she sees clouds of smoke.
    An orange glow shines high,
    and she smells burning oak.

    Suddenly flames surround her,
    and cut off her path.
    She runs through the fire,
    for fear of the aftermath.

    But she can't escape,
    the flames move in closer.
    Covered in a thick smoke cape,
    she holds her composure.

    The flames quickly take her,
    and her body is gone.
    She was so pure,
    her soul still lives on.

    And in eternal rememberance,
    her pure love still shows,
    in the unparalleled elegance,
    of the beautiful and illustrious....black rose.