Last Rose of Summer

Throughout the soft and timeless days of August
'Til now the shadows begin to grow much longer
The sunset’s fire has deepened blood red
I give you this, the last rose of summer
A token of my unyielding love
So that when winter’s mantle stills the earth
And all around seems dead and cold, this rose
Reminds you of a time when all was warm and living
Do not despair, mother nature simply rests
In sleep she has well earned
'Til one day, not so very far from now
With the opening of the first rose bud, I shall return
A token of my unyielding love
So that when winter’s mettle steals the earth
And all around seems dead and cold, this rose
Reminds you of a time when all was warm and living
The last rose of summer