Riddle Poem by Alexa Ama

Turn back time, set things right
Loneliness be gone through this bite of night
As a broken child that's left behind
Cried to the Lord of heaven, divine
Thus, thy life taken away
Brought sorrow in this coldness of day
Roses are red, Violets are blue
Gone is the misery, create something new
Haunt what's gone, unravel what's soon to be done
Two souls, be bind together as one
Life so precious shall be mold
Let the past reveal what is untold