Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Red is the Rose

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A pleasant enough piece, a statement of will to find and embrace love (yes, I know he's all over the map on this topic of late).


Red is the Rose

red is the rose that blooms in my garden,
grey is the night in which the colours all fade,
'though sometimes in pain my heart may harden,
I reach for love as a man unafraid.

maybe she'll be the one I've been needing,
maybe she'll be the one meant to be,
maybe she'll touch me and end my heart's bleeding,
I may never know if I don't dare to see.

cold is the night between the fresh startings,
old are the songs I sing on my way,
full of the pain of a thousand pained partings,
but eager to find and embrace the new day.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

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