Songs: One red rose

30 Jan 2010 @ 12:00 AM

The memories flood in,

When a song from my youth begins,

I hear the melody and I hum to the tune,

“We had joy we’d fun we had seasons in the sun but like the wine and the song the seasons are all gone,”

He was Cherokee, beautiful and splendid was he,

My heart would race so wildly,

Though we never were a couple, I kept in my heart, he remains there still,

But that day brought a chill,

I got the call,

“At the end of his driveway, he place the gun under his chin….I’m sorry…he’s gone,”

There on the coffin was one red rose, I guess we will never know who left it there,

Yet as they were leaving the church, with the red rose riding on top his coffin,

I heard another familar tune,

“There goes my reason for living, there goes my everything,”

They gently laid the RED ROSE on top of his tombstone,

I guess I’ll always wonder who left it there,

His favorite song often gently plays through my mind,

“Send me no flowers, just a rose will do!”

Tags: Cherokee, Chill, Coffin, Favorite Song, Flowers Rose, Fun We Had Seasons In The Sun, Guess, Heart, Melody, Memories Flood, Red Rose, Seasons In The Sun, Tombstone, Wine
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