Poem -

A single rose

A single rose

I stand before you,
a single rose in my hand
who would’ve knew 

here we would be
three years down the line
after I finally gain courage
to stand before you

I place the single rose
on the soft, vibrant, dewy grass
after three years I am here

your grave is clean and neat
but not because of me.
Regret threatens to spill through tears

why could I not help?
Why has it took me so long to see you?
It took me three years

to bring you a single rose

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I can't begin to grasp how painful this most have been for you.

I stand before you,
a single rose in my hand
who would’ve known 

 

You words pulled at my heart strings from the very first stanza .

such a heart-to-heart rendering piece 🌼🌺

 

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Angel

Beautiful poem 
so sad angel

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Mai B

Your pain is so palpable... Incredible job of putting that pen to paper; a great delivery this is.

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justashygirl

Thankyou! You don’t understand how much I appreciate this ❤️

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