Rosebud
Rosebud, rosebud soft and sweet
Why were you created for this world to meet
with no one to love or care for you
Only to greet the mornings dew
Before the sun before the light
Only to awake during late night
You of love the world of hate
What can be your fate
But your creator has not failed
He gave you so gentle an armour of thorn
To protect you from sadness and mourn
but how can he protect you from age
He can not put you in a cage
For no one can be protected from that
Soon age will come and you shall fade from memory and that will be that.
Yet how can anyone forget your lovely face
Would be a sad and different place
But times change and years pass
Faded forever more into the grass
Copyright © Marianna Burns | Year Posted 2015
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