The Rose
What is the reason
For tending roses?
The flower
We know, will die
In the coming
Cold wind
And yet,
We tend them
On fields
Of ash and stone
Seeing
In our dreams
Fields of
Quivering flowers
Believing
That though our time
Is barren
There will be a day
When children
Will see these fields
For tending roses?
The flower
We know, will die
In the coming
Cold wind
And yet,
We tend them
On fields
Of ash and stone
Seeing
In our dreams
Fields of
Quivering flowers
Believing
That though our time
Is barren
There will be a day
When children
Will see these fields
posted by APG at 6:48 PM
2 Comments:
wow...very nice. i have to read more of these.....
Carl (I assume). Every now and then I hit the mark. A friend of mine recently opened for Natalie Merchant, hence the first line of this one. I will probably re-work it. I like the basic concept, not so much the execution.
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