Christina Rose

“One day I will start my car and drive straight to my lover man

And lordy he will comfort and console me like no other can”

But trouble and bad fortune seem to follow wherever she goes

Or so that’s how it always seemed to be for lovely Christina Rose

Married and wished she didn’t have to; cause the lesser of two evils

Is sometimes worse than a cotton field that’s covered in boll weevils

Love soured to blood smeared pain, black eyes and a bloody nose

Freedom led to more of the same, but it didn’t stop Christina Rose

Battered again from the inside out, left to deal alone and scared

Abandoned, peppered with the echoes of lovers who said they cared

Looks so pretty, does her makeup and her hair but it still shows

Loneliness hides underneath the façade of beautiful Christina Rose

Then random chance had a drink with well-rehearsed opportunity

Across a picnic bench, became entrenched, hearing his abstrusity

A man who saw inside, past the well-done makeup and styling clothes

His aim was to mend the wounds that life had dealt sweet Christina Rose

Anything but easy, this transformation was even harder than it seemed

Hard to believe in something, that before today was just a tale she dreamed

Until she stretched across his chest laid, her head down and he kissed her nose

She felt a feeling like she never had, a quiet calmness swept across Christina Rose

And now she stands, with her keys in hand

Motionless despite all of her best laid plans

She wants to go back and lay her head on his chest

But she just doesn’t know how to deal with the rest

All the while her man is waiting, decorating tomorrow with colorful ribbons and bows

To celebrate the day when he looks out his window, to see beautiful Christina Rose

12/09/2021

Tim Windisch