A Rose.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

A rose to remember
From the days gone
A love from September
That goes on and on
All the wonderful ways
That we had collected
And in the heart says
Never there neglected

I'll be to you close
In my spirit and heart
Cause you were a rose
From days of first start
But times go on by
With all their find
Like drift clouds in sky
That stayed behind

A rose was you
A flower so lovely
In shades pure and true
Forever in memory
All the wonderful ways
Are still inside here
That beats and plays
With me everywhere