From this hospital bed there is so little I can do,

But most of all it gives me more alone time with you,

I just studied a red rose from a photograph you took,

Everything you do is magic, you should write a book,

As I studied the red rose, I tried to absorb every bit,

Never realizing how intricate until I took time to study it,

As the rose is beautiful you are beautiful in every way,

Unlike an aging rose you are more beautiful each day,

Every wave and line on each rose petal is perfection,

Such is so of you, my angel, even beyond imagination,

Each worry line upon your angelic face are sadly mine,

There’s no way I could repay you even if given the time,

Your beautiful, naturally red lips remind me of a red rose,

I don’t know why it is so, it is a thought that just arose,

The aroma of a red rose is often a scent from paradise,

But I know the secret to paradise is in your hazel eyes.

The end, for Patti,  I love you baby.