Christina Rose

Christina Rose “One day I will start my car and drive straight to my lover man And lordy he will comfort and console me like no other can” But trouble and bad fortune seem to follow wherever she goes Or so that’s how it always seemed to be for lovely Christina Rose Married and wished she didn’t have to; cause the lesser of two evils Is sometimes worse than a cotton field that’s covered in boll weevils Love soured to blood smeared pain, black eyes and a bloody nose Freedom led to more of the same, but it didn’t stop Christina Rose Battered again from the inside out, left to deal alone and scared Abandoned, peppered with the echoes of lovers who said they cared Looks so pretty, does her makeup and her hair but it still shows Loneliness hides underneath the façade of beautiful Christina Rose Then random chance had a drink with well-rehearsed opportunity Across a picnic bench, became entrenched, hearing his abstrusity A man who saw inside, past the well-done makeup and styling clothes His aim was to mend the wounds that life had dealt sweet Christina Rose Anything but easy, this transformation was even harder than it seemed Hard to believe in something, that before today was just a tale she dreamed Until she stretched across his chest laid, her head down and he kissed her nose She felt a feeling like she never had, a quiet calmness swept across Christina Rose And now she stands, with her keys in hand Motionless despite all of her best laid plans She wants to go back and lay her head on his chest But she just doesn’t know how to deal with the rest All the while her man is waiting, decorating tomorrow with colorful ribbons and bows To celebrate the day when he looks out his window, to see beautiful Christina Rose 12/09/2021 Tim Windisch