I saw a lone red rose today
Lying crushed on trodden snow
As the big black hearse drove away
And all the mourners made to go.
Perhaps it was just me who saw
And felt the sharp pain of it's fall,
The dead rose in the snowy thaw,
Me thinking of you most of all.
As they put you into the ground
The mourners did not seem to see
The solitary rose I had found,
It's dead petals crushed like me.
I saw a lone red rose today
Lying crushed on trodden snow,
And just about all I can say
Is yet in death, I love you so.