I Still Find The Roses Red Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello
I Still Find The Roses Red
I still find the roses red
A dozen ones you placed on my bed
A time of long-ago Valentine
When my precious Love was still mine.
I still find the roses red
But the meaning lost for the words we said
I thought the rose had a drop of dew
I found it's a tear I shed... for you.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
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