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Why the Rose Always Cries
Night after night, she sits down and contemplates In her mind she knows her loss, but still she sits and waits He, her husband, another statistic he has become Killed in a far away land, another soldiers blood has run Day after day she's taken back, to moments they had shared Carving their names on a tree, showing teenagers cared Through green fields of pastures new, season after season At fourteen years old they clicked, love was a reason Whilst she paces their family home, his steps gone forever Killed in a far away land, another life now severed In her time their kids will be told, daddy's never coming home For the angels have asked him to stay, just to let him roam Memories of their pasts resonate within her mind For she knows she'll find no other, for he was one of a kind Outside the window where she stares, under many seasons skies She sits down and contemplates, why the Rose always cries http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/loss-6.php
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