The Last Petal On the Rose

When all else went to hell
And even he thought, he was too far gone 
She found hope in desperation and she promised 
She’d keep hanging on 

What she sees in him he doesn’t know 
Cause even he, can’t see it in himself 
And the storms of life feeding him feels like
A bottomless well

The last petal on the rose
Wilts a little more everyday
But it somehow finds the faith to go on
While all others have gone away 

The light of its love
Makes it feel more like a spray
The last petal on a rose bringing blue skies
To a world that’s turned gray

Any chance of getting sober
Found him guided, by the devils hands
If it weren’t for the love of a woman 
He’d be eternally damned

The last petal on the rose
Wilts a little more everyday
But it somehow finds the faith to go on
While all others have gone away 

The light of its love
Makes it feel more like a spray
The last petal on a rose bringing blue skies
To a world that’s turned gray

At his eulogy the only
Petal that was left on the rose
Laid beside him for she too had decided 
It was her time to go 

Wilted withered finally fallen
The last petal on the rose
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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