When I found him by the railway he was dying
Somehow he’d fallen from the car he’d rode
I tried to help but he died while I was trying
His final words were, “Give My Love To Rose”,
Give my love to Rose he kept on pleading
Time and time again, then closed his eyes
He gave me all his money and her picture
And I vowed to him and God that I would try,
I climbed aboard a train for Louisiana
I paid my fare and found myself a seat
I didn’t know a soul in Louisiana
But I figured I had promises to keep,
I said I’d give his love to Rose if I should see her
I’d give her all his money, tell her buy some pretty clothes
I’d tell his boy his Daddy was so proud of him
Yes I promised I would give his love to Rose,
Well the train pulled in at noon and I alighted
It was as prettier town as any I suppose
I found a hotel room and then got started
To try to find this mans beloved Rose,
I started my inquiries at the tavern
But it seems that’s not the kind of place she goes
Though everyone I spoke to knew about her
And each of them had a kindly word for Rose,
And they’d say, give our love to Rose when you should see her
Say hi to her son Billy, my how that one has grown
Say we’ll see her at the church on Sunday
Now don’t forget to give our love to Rose,
Well I finally found her working in a book store
And recognized her from her photograph
A pleasant looking woman, about thirty
Who’s face lit up each time that she should laugh,
And the cause of her amusement was a young man,
Who couldn’t be much more than twelve, I S‘pose
So I waited till the store was all but closing
Then softly said, “ Excuse me, are you Rose?”
She said she was and patiently stood waiting
For me to purchase something or depart
It must have seemed to her like half the morning
So reluctant was I to break their hearts,
But give my love to Rose, kept coming to me
Time and time again that’s all I heard
Give my love to Rose please won’t you mister
Till finally my courage found the words,
I gave her all his money and her picture
My condolences then turned around to leave
But just as I was going I felt something
Very gently tugging at my sleeve,
I turned to find the young man weeping freely
Grieving for the man he’d never known
It broke my heart to see them there together
I can’t forget the day; I gave his love to Rose.
By S.E.Ralph
22-1-2012
a wonderful write & excellent flowing
Heart Spun Memories & Parchment
Vickie
Christine xx
Best wishes always
from Kay
Ron
Anna