At least the roses bloomed
As I tried to overcome
The sadness in losing her
And the Moon was no help
Grinning like a loon in the sky
So I reflected on the past
The present was no help at all
And did their kind words help?
Time will heal your words they said
As if I wanted that at all
With a sad wrinkled face
With the loss of Joy from my life
This causing me to tense right up
Flexing my muscles with such despair
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