The golden rose
is standing on the shore
She slowly lets her petals fall
they swirl and end in waterfalls
Like words she lets them go
hears them float along the stream
they constantly renew themselves
She never blooms without
The pretty rose
is bent upon the storm
The wind has forced her petals down
her fight for now is lost
Like tears she lets them go
feels them end up in a stream
they constantly renew themselves
She never cries without
A million miles the other way
he sits down at the shore
He sees the golden petals float
and saves them one by one
The sentences she writes and says
forever will be heard
She finally can bloom for now
for he will catch her every word
The nights she cries of love and pain
forever will be eased
She’ll never have to fear no more
for he will catch her every tear