Those Rose Petals
Those rose petals
"My pen drips of sorrow and on this paper, I write each tear"
. He was my treasure,my pot of gold.
When he passed and it made my blood run cold.
They laid him to rest so we put him in the ground.
The rose petals in my hands I through them all around.
My heart was broken when they said he died.
His rose petal covered casket is why my eyes will never be dried.
Teresa Skyles 13-Aug-11
Entered in Constance La France~A Rambling Poet~"Just write"contest
Copyright © T.A. Skyles-Theoklapoet | Year Posted 2011
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