A sweet rose grows in a field.
This rose is soon picked and pulled away.
Told it's beautiful in every way.
Thrown into a stupid bouquet.
Stuck in the middle of that assorted disarray.
Pulled from the rest by some strange man.
Said it's for his lover, who ended up dead.
Placed on a grave, left to rot.
Wind carries it away to a different spot.
The rose gets crushed and crumbles
Its a mess and is broken from its far travels.
A man picks it up and smiles so weakly.
"What a beautiful rose" said the man ever so sweetly.