SWEET STREET ROSE Sweet Street Rose there my memory goes To a girl so wide eyed and wild. How you have grown and you did it alone Yet inside you’re still a child. Sweet Street Rose how the time sure flows Like rain from a fierce hurricane. I’ve watched you bend like a flower in the wind But you bounce back again. When I was younger how I wanted to go By way of Texas into Mexico. Then to Oaxaca that’s the way the wind blows And find me a Spanish rose. Today I’m younger and I don’t know how. But that’s okay I’m alive right now In the cold city fighting off the snows Searching out Sweet Street Rose. Sweet Street Rose does anyone know The silence deep in your soul Or feel the pain from the thorn in your name Yet you shine as if gold. Copyright 2013 Dennis John Ferado
Posted on: Fri, 08 Aug 2014 13:28:53 +0000
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