Rhymes of the Heart

Prim Roses

He brought her prim roses
To their spot on the hill
And promised each dream
He'd somehow fulfill

As the prim roses wilted
He just drifted away
No word of goodbye
Did she hear him say

Now they say that her heart
Turned as black as the night
Their spot on the hill
Was covered with blight

Like him she just vanished
But you can see her still
For legends still tell
She's there on the hill

Ghostly apparition
And there it will stand
Each morning at dawn
Prim roses in hand

By.Deb/nana5




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