Time can never be wasted on a good man A man with a heart as pure as love Even when the darkness surrounded him And a ghostly whisper of silence Echoed through our thoughts A flower would bloom on the very same day Keeping the darkness and pain at bay
If only you have seen him then So joyful, happy and bold It was as if the sun itself nurtured him Not only the seeds he had sewn He was the life and soul of the garden A beauty and sight to behold But at the plants shred their leaves So should he as the days and nights become cold
Every flower has it's poison A nector so sinister yet sweet He was no exception to the rule A bottle of whiskey lay at his feet I wish we could have seen a forwarning Signs that would of led us to help But he was always so very stubborn Trying his hardest to keep us out
A petal itself is fragile and delicate As fragile and delicate as we A simple rip in the time line And we all would never be He was aware of this burden But he faced it without fear He was strong to the very end For only the living shred a tear