Rosanne

All dressed up in black just like her daddy

The man in black, she followed in his footsteps

But became a legend in her own time, she

Sings a lot of his songs but writes most of her

Own, on his old Gibson guitar and now it's

On the road for the summer one more time

But this time she is more at peace with

Herself than she has been in a long, long time

After all she is a Gemini of a genius storytelling

Mind...

Oh ROSANNE like a rose in the golden sunshine

ROSANNE like a raven against the deep blue sky

ROSANNE just like a gentle wind through the

Mountain pines oh ROSANNE like Venus and the

Apple of every man's eye...

Well she is one in a million with the voice of an

Angel from up above, she’s a little bit rock-n-roll

Or a ballad nice and slow, feeling the man in black

Watching down on her from up above...

Oh ROSANNE like a rose in the golden sunshine

ROSANNE like a raven against the deep blue sky

ROSANNE like a soft and gentle wind blowing

Through the Memphis pines, ROSANNE like Venus

And the apple of every man's eye...

ROSANNE angel in black and now she's back...

Everybody loves ROSANNE, everybody loves

ROSANNNE CASH!

Reviews

[Bo Lanier]

thank you for reading my poem.

[MFrano1]

What I like about this is that it flows and is almost lyrical. What I found impressive was how you put the last word of each sentence on the next stanze, yet it wasn't choppy, but rather smooth. Nicely done!