Red Roses

Softly falling on the beautiful oak
As young children and adults
Place rose after rose
With the softest red petals

Meeting unfamiliar kin
Shaking hands with a smile
And a tear in our eyes
Hoping time together will last for a while

Sweet sorrow fills the air
As we all gather round
Tears running down cheeks
As it is lowered in the ground

This isn’t goodbye
Only see you later
This wonderful man
Has gone to see his creator