Single Red Rose

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. It signified my love. It signified my heart. It signified my soul.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. It was blood red. It was thorny. It would not last.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. I cannot turn away. I cannot bare the pain. I cannot bare…..

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. I gently stroked the stone. I gently stroked the name. I wiped my tears away.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. Valentine’s day. Death day. Two years since….

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. I do not drive now. I cannot drive now. I do not want to.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. I lost my love. I lost my soul. I killed my love.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. The day was perfect. The dinner was wonderful. The drive home never happened.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. The day of love turned red. The day of love turned black. I should not have driven.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. I do not recognise Valentine’s day. I recognise the day of death. I recognise the day I killed you.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. I should have driven carefully. I should have seen the other car. He should not have been drinking.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. The tears kept on coming. I could not see the stone any more. I turned away.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully. I rolled myself away. The wheelchair was hard to move on the grass. I left the grave of my love.

I placed the single red rose. I placed it carefully.


Sandra  Sturt

Single Red Rose by

Favorite