A Dying Flower

A song I'm not going to be able to play well enough to match whats in my head, so it'll just be a poem for now...

Have you ever seen a dying flower so beautiful
As a rose wilting on a hero's grave?
A weary image of the thorns of sacrifice
Blackened red just like the blood he gave

Have you ever seen a dying flower so beautiful?
A measuring of love and remembrance
Of the mark left behind by decent men
Who'd give their life just the same again

Have you ever seen a dying flower so beautiful
As the roses drooping on a widow's sill?
A reminder of the man that she loved and lost
A man who loved, no thought to cost

Have you ever seen a dying flower so beautiful?
A measuring of love and remembrance
Of the mark left behind by decent men
Who'd live their life just the same again

Have you ever seen a dying flower so beautiful
As the rose fading from a woman's cheek
As her last breath ushers in forever
And she smiles for the one shes dying to meet?


Have you ever seen a dying flower so beautiful?