Death Poems For
The Grieving Heart
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 It Rained On Morgan's Rose

I laid a prayer for Morgan on a rose
The only rose, the only one
Blooming in the burning summer sun
Beauty blazing, hopeful talisman.

I laid a prayer for Morgan on that rose
That vivid, pristine rose, so new, so bright
But then torrential rains poured down in the night
Leaving a broken shred of color on the ground
Few slivered petals to be found.

Sad omen that it rained on Morgan's rose
Poor kidnapped child, alive or dead
It is for you Morgan that the prayer was said
It was your rose Morgan, a lovely, lively red!














Copyright © 1995 by Doris N. Sutton