The Red Red Rose

I wrote this many years ago and just felt like putting it up here.  I've been going through a slump, so I'm posting stuff I've written in the past.


before our time drew to a close
you touched my life with poetry
You told me of a red red rose
then you made those words so clear to me

the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart, it is contained

Now through my life, you've come and gone
and sorrow was our legacy
I try my best to carry on
without the better part of me
My lady, and my little girl
the greatest joy that I have known
but selfishness destroyed our world
she's left to reap what we have sown

the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart it is contained

So I try my best to make it through
the truth you told me long ago
all that's left of me, is my love for you
I no longer hold the rose

the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart it must remain

before our time drew to a close
you touched my life with poetry