Her Name Was Rose *Mj Fanfic*

Epilogue

*Michael*

1990

It's been a year since Rose has been in jail. Bradley, Detective Jameson and I have been working around the clock to try and lessen her prison sentence. I see her everyday. I took a year vacation from everything just so she'll know that I'm all about her.

She's getting worse every time I see her. I can see that she's becoming her old self more and more each day. If I'm not with her, then I'm at the hospital with Curt and Dalma. Curt's getting worse as the days go by. We don't know how much longer he has left.

I have Lisa Marie here to help me throughout this whole ordeal. She won't tell me much about her and Rose but she seems like she's willing to help me through this tough time.

She's such a good friend.

Tabitha and Tommy have been visiting Rose also, and I flew them to California to stay at Neverland with me. Rose doesn't know it yet but I'm going to adopt them very soon. Tommy is almost 20 but since Tabitha was still in the home, I was able to get papers for her quickly.

I love Rose. I miss her so much. I just wish I could touch her and hold her. I write about her everyday, whether it's poems or drawings, or even songs. I'm recording a new album and the majority of songs are about her. I have this new poem for her and I can't wait for her to hear it. Hopefully it'll make her smile.

'Beauty is her name, Rose
The flower to the garden
I worship
She like heaven
Every man want to get to her
But her beauty 
Stings like a BEE
I cried
To simply last away the pain
God had placed in forgiving her
No figure on earth would dare challenge
Such a creature from Heaven
All the angels love to sing her name
Wishing that they could look the same
No artist could capture
Each faces of her being
Whether it's physical or spiritual
Is a divine beauty
From which there's no excuse in the eyes of man
So when her eyes meet mine
I am her prisoner and
To only her I will surround
Every sixty seconds she smiles
Is a minute of happiness
I can never get back.
whenever I see a rose
I look upon the stars
And says
The woman that stole my heart
Beauty is her name, Rose. '

I love my darling Rosalinda, and I'll never let you go.