Another day has gone,
The road is lonely;
But lights go on and on,
Flickering there free.
Who knows the road,
That we will walk?
In the days that glowed,
With old epoch.
Goodbye Red Rose,
I'll remember you;
Goodbye Red Rose,
I'll remember you.
Memories we now own,
In the days ahead;
We won't walk alone,
With words once said.
Like a light that comes,
I'm now pondering;
Summers and autumns,
Drifting and wondering.
Goodbye Red Rose,
I'll remember you.
Another day has past,
Like ongoing rivers;
Flowing slow or fast,
Life and feelings delivers.
Taking away our load,
A smile and a talk;
Like a seed once glowed,
In the brios rimrock.
Goodbye Red Rose,
I'll remember you;
Everything away goes,
Into the eternal blue.
Goodbye Red Rose...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Sad but beautiful Poem Peter. Excellently written. Take care.