A Dozen Red Roses Dying in My Hands

A Valentine's Day Poem in Fifty Words

By Rae Fairchild (MRB)Published 2 years ago • 1 min read

You knelt down

A dozen red roses and a diamond ring

In your hand

You asked me to give you forever

And I said that I would

But you were taken away

Far too soon

I was left standing by your grave

Holding the same flowers you gave to me

I love to write; putting pen to paper fills my heart and calms my soul!

Rae Fairchild is my pen name. (Because why not? Pseudonyms are cool!)

I do publish elsewhere under my real name, M.R.B.

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Written by Rae Fairchild (MRB)