A Yellow Rose
He placed a yellow rose on his pillow
When he left her that night
He was going back East
On a Red Eye flight
He would always love her
But it wasn't meant to be
He already had a wife
Who wouldn't set him free
He knew he should have told her
But everybody knows
When you can't face the pain
Just leave a yellow rose
Copyright © Vernette Hutcherson | Year Posted 2007
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