A Single RoseA Poem by Creepy Swine GuyThe wrinkles wind across his face Like roads that led him to this place.
They led him to this place in time
Where tired eyes have lost their shine.
And now he stands there, leaking tears,
He's lost, his love of fifty years,
He kneels and leaves a single rose,
Wipes the tears, then turns, and goes.
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