SEA OF ROSES

SEA OF ROSES It was a sad affair and heartbreaking Two girls murdered, whilst at school Yet of course, no knives was the rule Young lives were there for the taking The area’s now a carpet of red flowers One child named Rose, now resonant The other was Poppy, equally poignant As each tiny lit candle would last hours The local florists had to restock roses And red poppies were another request Taken by hand, then also laid to rest As eventually every door finally closes National media came and filed the story The ‘sea of roses’ shown on all the news The local press did photos and interviews Sadness and anger was almost obligatory Roses for love, Poppies for remembrance Those red petals almost paved the street That imagery was both bitter and sweet There for weeks at the school’s entrance