Three Little Roses

A long ways from home and I’m missing her so

I look out the window the rain turns to snow

I think of her smile and her soft gentle touch

She’s all that I've wanted... I love her so much

I called up the florist in our little town

“Take Leslie some roses when out on your rounds!”

The Florist was sorry he only had three

“If you’ll pay the shipment...the roses are free”

I asked for a card and a brief little note

“Sweet Leslie  I miss you” is all that I wrote

The driver delivered the roses at noon

He added a vase... and a yellow balloon

She smiled when she opened the living room door

“Oh my!""They are lovely!"" That man I adore."

She sat on the chair and stared for a while

Three little roses... and many little smiles

© Jon Arno