Donna Grayson
Poetry and Lyrics

1975 to 1976
Junior Year - High School



Dusty Rose

Dusty Rose
transfigured from cold plastic
How could cold plastic
have such warm memories
Warm memories of a love
that never lasted
for the eternity it was made for

When on that winters night
you gave me this plastic rose
for there were no real roses to be found
and you made a promise you could not keep

The rose gets dustier
as the house gets dustier
As I fade away with a memory
of you with a dusty rose

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