A Dozen Crimson Roses

I sent a dozen crimson roses
to our home on Friday morn
A proclamation of my love for her
and our baby not yet born

Beautiful flowers that paled in contrast
to her loveliness in bloom
And to our miracle baby
growing deep inside her womb

But she wasn't there to receive them
having left just moments before
Left to complete some shopping
at the local grocery store

She never saw that pickup truck
that claimed her sweet, young life
and left our baby without her mother
and me mourning my loving wife

As I kneel in tears at her graveside
with our precious baby in my arms
I placed a dozen crimson roses
where she rests...and cannot be harmed


© 1999 Mike Diaz (All rights reserved)


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