Why the Rose Always Cries
Night after night, she sits down and contemplates
In her mind she knows her loss, but still she sits and waits
He, her husband, another statistic he has become
Killed in a far away land, another soldiers blood has run
Day after day she's taken back, to moments they had shared
Carving their names on a tree, showing teenagers cared
Through green fields of pastures new, season after season
At fourteen years old they clicked, love was a reason
Whilst she paces their family home, his steps gone forever
Killed in a far away land, another life now severed
In her time their kids will be told, daddy's never coming home
For the angels have asked him to stay, just to let him roam
Memories of their pasts resonate within her mind
For she knows she'll find no other, for he was one of a kind
Outside the window where she stares, under many seasons skies
She sits down and contemplates, why the Rose always cries
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