Take this Rose

Take this gentle rose
my sweetheart
Press it to your heart
and remember
This meeting will be
our last

Tomorrow, I go away
across endless skies
To a place so different
You cannot imagine
And our meeting will
be over

Though we can imagine
we may meet again
It is improbable
Just as fate brought
us together
It has taken us away

I know in my heart
we will never
be together again
Fate planned it this
way
And in our meeting
love was born

A love that will not
go away
Through times and places
And a million miles
In generations yet to
be
Our love will travel
In our hearts it is
burned, forever
As in our first loving
And in today's
Our last
We will never be apart

So take this rose
my darling
Press it to your lips
And caress it as
you caressed me
So I can see
and remember

And in the years to be
I will remember
this time
And taking such a
rose
I will raise it to
my own lips
And in doing
Our love will never die

Copyright ©
January 8, 1999
Michael David Coffey