And the Rose Said This To Me
And The Rose Said This To Me...
by Rick Rucker
I was talking to the Rose I held in my hand,
A long-stemmed red Rose, perhaps the fairest in the Land,
You see, I was a bashful guy, who really never knew,
'Bout the Power of the Rose, and the things that it could do.
I poured my Heart out, there were Tears involved,
I had serious issues, many of them unresolved.
As I prattled on, trying to talk, not whine,
I told the Rose, it took a tragedy, for me to grow a spine!
I went on and on, 'til something I detected,
The Rose was talking back to me, wholly unexpected!
The Rose offered to help me, like it had for others too,
If I would give a lovely Rose to Someone just like You,
That I would be rewarded by a big old juicy kiss,
Finally, The Red Rose also told me this,
In order to not Build your House of Love on shaky sand,
Never meet Your Love without a red Rose in your Hand!
Copyright © Rick Rucker | Year Posted 2011
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