The Lonely Man’s Rose (poem)

A lonely man once stumbled on a rose

The most attractive beauty to his eyes

For her a sense of purpose would repose

For him this life could hold no greater prize

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He welcomed treasure into life and home

And promised he would have no love but her

A promise from which they would never roam

And for her gift such care would he confer

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A light aglow would bless the place they live

For them there was no want nor a dismay

A passing storm their magic would forgive

And so a love would pass to yesterday

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She stayed forever young as he grew old

Since day he found her she stayed his ideal

One sadness struck the night his death bell told

The rose was never real

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