Eighteen yellow roses arrived today
The forth of September, with walnut tree
leaves Falling like snow, twirling to the ground
Nineteen years ago Rose arrived that may
The eighth of may, with black pekoe tea
Leaves twirling in my cup, spun my world around
Each year another yellow rose joined the spray
In our marriage we just grew more free
Under Each stone turned, more love we found
Each year another since our wedding day
entwined together, she taught me how to be
Over my stone heart she always astound
Seventeen times that annual bouquet
September fourth, under the walnut tree
Under love lightened hearts we danced around
Twice she got stents and god, did I pray
For life without her I just could not see
Third time, no charm, left me gagged and bound
Sixteen weeks since she left this world, that day
The fourth September dying walnut tree
Dried yellow petals, weep dull lifeless sound
yet
Eighteen yellow roses arrived today
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