The red rose

The crimson red rose

Held

Its petals glowed

Its glowing petals flowed

Pelt

Once a declaration of love

Love was declared

Knelt

It lay on the ground

On the ground near the boy

Dead

The red rose

The picked red rose

Confessed

To the dirt it lay on

The dirt it lay on

Regret

'Oh but he chose me for her'

'Chosen for her return of love'

Except

She rejected him

With a sneer

And a glare

Never again to dare,

She didn't care

Whilst his heart was bare

For all to tear.

He lay there

With the red rose

The red crimson rose.