Shadow of a Rose by: Nuala Molloy Moran

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SHADOW OF A ROSE

On Old McKenzie’s trellis near the outskirts of town

Held a prize flourishing, not quite showing its crown

A cloudburst of rain at just the right hour

In a moonlit night gave away with the power

 

From twilight until dawn, the rose slowly glowed

Jubilation upon morning when it’s beauty showed

Mr. McKenzie was up early and spotted its glory

This begins the passage of the special rose’s story:

 

No florist would lay a hand on the rose

No market would even get a sniff with their nose

The bountiful rose had a healing quality

Old McKenzie said it was one for humanity

 

The rose made a journey to the hospital ward

Everyone that passed remarked on the rose each adored

A man had no family, no friends, and thought he would die,

But as he saw the rose from Old McKenzie he let out a sigh.

 

“This rose is called charity, and it’s my gift to you,”

McKenzie told him, “a perfect rose, so far and few”

The man thanked him but said it would be a waste

For the rose to die there in that dreadful place

 

Old McKenzie said goodbye and left it at that

So there next to the man the rose of charity sat

The hospital staff came and went admiring the rose,

While there in the shadows was “the man no one knows”

 

The healing comfort, the feeling of love’s beauty,

Started curing the man, as was the rose’s duty

He left the ward smiling, taking with him the flower

Leaving completely healed, he felt love’s special power

 

The time in the ward gave him thoughts of a master plan:

To build back our fortress, our nation, this was our man

The soldiers came home safely with their abilities

Old McKenzie said the rose was one for humanity

 

By:  Nuala Molloy Moran c 01/01/2008

(I worked for hospitals for 17 years and I am still in healthcare)

Photo:  Google Free Images Giant Rose – Rosa Blu

 

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Hearts by: Nuala Molloy Moran

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Hearts

Hearts grow fond of a lover’s touch

Hearts know the little things that mean so much

Hearts pound to the beat of a lover’s pace

Hearts are red and pink and trimmed with lace

Hearts are love hidden in one tiny place

Hearts know the love that two possess

Hearts long for extended togetherness

 

by:  Nuala Molloy Moran c 02/12/1980

(Photo from Google Free Images)

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Love Will Live On – by: Nuala Molloy Moran

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Love Will Live On

 

Glimpses of love in sight

Hopeful promises in the night

Where eyes meet souls touch

Miracles happen, fairytales and such

 

All over the world some only look away

They start to love, then give up, call it a day

Romance is lacking color, faded hues

No love songs being written, only blues

 

Don’t let me sing the last love song

Or say loving lyrics are dead and gone

When the heart finds the right words

I know the music of love can still be heard

 

No sign in the world, sea or sky

Can demand love to fall away or die

We can look around; find the love is still there

Outshining the tragedy and cold despair

 

Love will never fade away

No matter what some people say

Love will live among our darkest days

And through the pain I imagine…

 

…Glimpses of love in sight

Hopeful promises in the night

Where eyes meet souls touch

Miracles happen, fairytales and such

 

Don’t let me sing the last love song

Or say loving lyrics are dead and gone

When the heart finds the right words

I know the music of love can still be heard…

 

…Don’t let me sing the last love song

 

By:  Nuala Molloy Moran c 05/13/2008 (revised c 05/2009)

photo c Nuala Molloy Moran

 

This was a runner up for “Song of the Year Contest” 2009.

Later I turned this into a song with Newell Bate- Penny Danger

-Number #9:   https://pennydanger.bandcamp.com/album/demo-licious

 

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