Autumn Rosebud; a ballad


Where art thou, mine dear Rosebud?
Thou art dearly missed within mine heart.
Thy tears I beg thee not to shed to forlorn
Mine departure, for we shalt never come apart.


Thine pages unfold to a new start.
I mourn thy brilliant blue orbs that art beyond doubtful fathom,
And I mourn thy red lips drawn with timeless art.
A sign; I need thee to reveal thy blissful blossom.


Our organs therein shalt never depart.
I hold thee deep within mine timeless autumn;
For eternity I cherish thee, never to part.
You remain blessed; betrothed, we shalt be within mine nameless sanctum.