A Bundle of Roses
The light is growing dark
and I can't find my way
The world has turned stark
and the color fade to grey
Smile and take your last breath
as thay lay your body down
for now you cna be at rest
forever now
And as the last words are spoken
and the door to your coffin closes
I leave behind a small token
a vivid bundle of roses
And atop your grave and angle stands
with an upturned face
and opened hands.
by
shatterdxXxseasonsposted on 01/26/2008
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