Rose Red

Sorry in the delay in the update. I had something planed yesterday morning (getting up at 4 am!) and I couldn't avoid it.
Anyway, the poem is a song called Rose Red. It is a camp song I used to sing at a camp I used to go to. The camp ended up closing. :(
I'll just put out a disclaimer here: The song itself does not belong to me, only the last two verses, which I added in to give it more of a story feel. I am not taking claim to the song.
Now, with that said, here is Rose Red

Rose Rose Rose Red
Will I ever see thee red
I will marry at thy will
Sire at thy will

Ding Dong Ding Dong
Wedding bells on an April morn
Carve your name in the moss covered stone
On the moss covered stone

Rose Rose Rose Red 
Sitting on the river bed
The sun has set for the moon to come out
For the moon to come out

Rose Rose Rose Red
Heading home to her cabin bed
Husband rest and the child sound asleep
And the child sound asleep

Birthday

Guess what? Today is my birthday! So my gift for you guys is an actual poem! Ok.... i don't actually have one, but that doesn't mean I can't try an improvisation, let's continue on that interactive story shall we?

"Don't worry, my child I will take you when you are old enough,"
" I want to be older now, then," she replied. turning to her older brother's painting of a beautiful landscape. She looked at it in awe.
"That's beautiful," she said. "How come you can do something as great as that but I can't even hold a bow?"
"Relax, my child, it will all come with practice," I assured her.

That's all for now, remember to leave comments about what should happen next in the story!