M.P. Shaudd Poet Lyric

Pouring Whiskey On a Rose

In the garden
Of my memories
Remains... but one rose

Her voice
No longer lingers
It’s always, the first to go

What once grew
In the sunshine
From the light of.. our love
Is now just a memory
One I can’t give up

I’m pouring whiskey on a rose
In hopes to, ease the pain
A picture of perfection 
Is all, that remains

Why does something so pretty 
Have to wilt away and go
Now I’m stuck here pouring whiskey
Pouring whiskey on a rose 

Why’s this hell
Pull me closer
To my Heaven, each night

Another empty 
Whiskey bottle 
Another step towards, the light

We promised
Our love
Till death, do us part
So why does it still linger
Here in my heart

I’m pouring whiskey on a rose again
In hopes to, ease the pain
A picture of perfection 
Is all, that remains

Why does something so pretty 
Have to wilt away and go
Now I’m stuck here pouring whiskey
Pouring whiskey on a rose

This pain that I know
Continues to grow
Such a beautiful flower
Called back home

So now I’m...
Pouring whiskey....
On a rose


Copyright © Michael P. Dudash 5/30/2019

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