Burning Roses
They were roses that said, “I love you.”
Years too late, they were tossed at the wall.
She then burned the roses Jack sent her
Her tears into ashes did fall.
“I'll burn them, so Tom will not see,”.
she cried o’er the promise she swore
and then for the roses she burned
and the sense of the ring that she wore.
She had promised to love another
forever, “until death do us part.”
She won’t let Tom see the roses
though she knows they have stirred her heart.
Thusly, in the fire she burned them
and then from her finger withdrew
the ring that said she was married.
With a note, she left them in view.
The man she loves is a sailor
born to be afloat on the blue.
To her sailor she would have been wed
years ago, if he’d said,” I love you.”
But today he sent her those roses
red ones that made her feel blue.
It’s too late for them to be married
and too late for her to be true.
“But there’s a way for me to be free
and to always be with my sailor.
while true to my promise I’ll be,”
she thought as she grew ever paler.
As she made her way to the harbor.
at anchor, Jack’s ship she could see
and there from the highest of cliffs
for his love, gave herself to the sea.
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Author:
MendedFences27 (
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- Category: Love
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Comments3
Oh poor Tom and poor Jack of course
- what a sad end to a woman's dilemma -- you have such a way with conjuring tales Phil - this read brought me so close to tears and goes to my faves.
Thank you, Fay. As part of the ocean, she'll be with him forever.
The story is heart-touching.Thanks for sharing.
love can be bloody brutal sometimes ..
you sir Phil are the master of this poetic genre sir ............. Neville
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