A lesson can be learned,
wherever you go.
Doesn’t matter where you turned,
simply keep an open heart in tow.
Out in the natural air,
a rose bush in dire need,
of some tender lovin’ care.
A case of neglect indeed.
In my hands a shear.
Dead petals fall to the ground.
In my eyes a tear.
O, how the past can hang around.
Fresh flowers now bloom,
bringing an end to all gloom.
