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One Red Rose

One red rose he placed next to her
He whispered I love you
The wetness from each pedal
Came from the morning dew
The ground was white with snow
That glistened from the Sun
Footsteps and footprints followed one by one
The drops falling down each cheek
From the tears that he cried
Reminded him the love that they shared
The times before she died
Her casket was a bit of grey with a small amount of silver lining
The Sun set off a glare and it shimmered from the shining
Her lips were softly colored
A shade of very light
She looked at peace while laid to rest
Before her casket was out of sight
Slowly she was lowered into the ground below
His voice was just a whimper-
Before his heart let go
He held the ring he once placed on her finger
When she agreed to be his wife
Never did they think of death
Or that cancer would end her life
He put one red rose up on her grave
Just like the one before
Then gently wiped away the tears
That he cried for her once more
How much he truly loved her
Up on her headstone shows
For followed by "My one true love"
Was also ..... one red rose

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Comments

Just as death brings decade so does the withering of a rose. The cancer is the decade that eats life from within. and as the cancer the rose decades from without. a good comparison of two things ending. this is very "Ying and Yang" very sad, but it is the balance of all things.
Thanks for sharing!

Eddie C.

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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