This is rosemary's theme. Enjoy..

The giver of life.
The bringer of death.
Like a knife.
It can be used to take your breath.

The giver of dreams.
An amazing thing.
Made of the seams.
The seams to bring.

To bring hope and light.
The giver.
A heavenly sight.
Even if it's a sliver.

A sliver of joy.
A sliver of time.
The giver ain't a toy.
The goal is prime.

A dream come true.
This is what they give.
It may be blue.
But they can make you live.

Live in a world of hope.
The giver of choice.
You may mope.
Or sing in a lovely voice.

This is the goal.
The giver.
Have a dream of coal.
Or a dream with a sliver of hope.

I am the giver dear.
I give everyone a soul to live.
Only for a year.
Or to permanently give.

The beauty in it sways.
For day or night.
For nights and days.
I make your soul bright.

The giver of life.
The bringer of death.
Like a knife.
It can be used to take your breath.

I dance in the flower field.
I'm the giver of peace and light.
A melody is what I wield.
My smile so cheery and bright.

I dance to the light of time.
As it is my time to go.
It ain't a crime.
A crime to not say no.

The bringer will come.
As I dance with glee.
They will bring happiness for some.
As I am temporarily free.