MY LOVE IS LIKE A RED, RED ROSE,
A POET, HE ONCE WROTE.
BUT THOUGH I TRY WITH ALL MY MIGHT,
I CAN WRITE, BUT JUST THIS NOTE.


I ALWAYS SAID "I LOVE YOU",
WHEN WE WENT TO BED.
BUT WHEN I WENT TO WORK,
I'D LOOK AT YOU INSTEAD.


I DID NOT WANT TO WAKE YOU,
AND KEEP YOU FROM YOUR SLEEP.
AND SO I'D PACK MY LUNCH,
AND FROM THE HOUSE I'D CREEP.


AND WHEN FROM WORK, I'D COME HOME,
AND SEE YOU LYING THERE.
A LOVING KISS I'D GIVE YOU,
AND HUG YOU LIKE A BEAR.


A DINNER I WOULD FIX YOU,
AND HOPED THAT YOU WOULD EAT.
SOMETIMES IT WAS CEREAL,
AND SOMETIMES CHEESE AND MEAT.


AND NOW I KNOW,
MUCH TO MY DISMAY.
THAT BECAUSE I COULD NOT MAKE YOU EAT,
DIABETES TOOK YOU AWAY.


AND SO MY LOVE I ASK YOU,
TO FORGIVE AS I TURN OUT THE LIGHT.
AND IN MY MIND I HUG YOU,
AND KISS YOU, GOOD NIGHT.




written by Bud




We would like to thank Bud for submitting and giving
his permission for us to use his poem. Please do not
copy without Bud's consent 



           

 

 

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