He Left Her a White Rose

Its the morning after the night before As i leave my new wife, whom i lovingly adore My orders came through, overseas i head With my band of brothers, not knowing what's ahead Married for days, whilst conflict takes him away Holding sheets where we slept, my memory bouquet At the bottom of our bed, there lies a virgin white rose With a note beneath i am in momentary froze I sit and stare as to what it might say Knowing this is the day my love flies away My darling Tinks i leave this white rose for you Its pristine appearance describes my darling so true It symbolises you, so innocent so pure With your love in my heart, i will return i assure Think of the day, from these distant lands from beyond For the morning after the night before, we will respond This virgin white rose, so bridal so pure You and its safety i will secure, for you to return for our future The day you come home, it shall lay on our bed And we will continue our lives, as you have always said I will go about my tomorrow's, thinking of you every day And prey that this virgin white rose, never turns deathly grey http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-9.php