If a raindrop
could represent
the love in
a man's life

a rose would grow
being much like love itself
starting at the bottom
with splinters and thorns

getting to the top
where the soft pedals grow
if a teardrop
would represent

any sad moments in a man's life
the rose
would start to dry
where once stood

a beautiful rose
now stands
an old dried stern
only the memories remain

the beautiful memories
of watching it grow
and the sad memories
of letting it go.