LaVey Adams Alexander

(San Jacinta, California)

(ballad Of The Red Rose Cont.) - Poem by LaVey Adams Alexander

As the years rolled past and his hair turned gray,
He never was lonely again,
For often he caught that fragrance so sweet
And knew she was still close to him.

Then, one evening, she came with arms outstretched
As she beckoned, "it's time, dear, to go."
He breathed his last breath and followed her,
Through the years he had loved her so.

When they found his cold body next morning
His face set in peaceful repose,
Someone said, "What's this?" and on the floor,
Lay the petals of a lovely red rose.

Comments about (ballad Of The Red Rose Cont.) by LaVey Adams Alexander

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Read poems about / on: lonely, rose, hair, red, ballad, time

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

[Report Error]