Rose Lily Rose Lily
Of lily white and deep red rose
Of pure delight and plum symbols
April-May brings the showers here
A red, red, red in nature’s soul
The sad it brings vermillion tears
Red flowers splendour color leers
The sadness it grows and it grows
A sad red color stems in years
The sight, a thousand visions ache
In red fullness a voice awaits
To make a petal flowered speech
My single breath it takes away
A painted rose in gone release
When new tears swell and throws its seeds
An old red lover dies in peace
A new lover springs in release
Copyrighted 2009
