A Red, Red Rose ---- Potd

I see a red, red rose covered with dew. It's perfect; I pick it for my friend dear. My lonely heart is strained and I feel blue. There on his grave, I stand where wild shrubs grew, how can I ever stop even one tear? I see a red, red rose covered with dew. How the man had died I’d wish to pursue. Thinking of it my heart is full of fear My lonely heart is strained and I feel blue. God knew how much he played with his canoe. Why did he have to paddle to the pier? I see a red, red rose covered with dew. Was it a freak wave that made him fall through? Indeed the whole affair was rather dreer My lonely heart is strained and I feel blue. I kneel in prayer as if in a pew, for now, all are left without any cheer. I see a red, red rose covered with dew. My lonely heart is strained and I feel blue.