If I died tonight,
would you leave a white rose,
on my grave,
would you remember in laughter,
or forget me in the tears,
would you remember me in hope,
when ringing in the new year,

So when you see the white rose,
remember me this way,
a dream for a dreamer,
living life from day to day,

When you look upon the white rose,
remember of my love,
and know in your heart,
I watch you from above.

Jonathan Crouch

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-white-rose/