Rose

Rose was born in the country but she dreamt of the sea

She lived with the best friend of a cobbler's son

Where they take care of their own

She walks freely through the forest

And feathers from her plume

Pushed from the flock she knows

So she eats alone

Best friend on her own

And does she know

That she has a soul

And does she know

Where we all go

Rose tucks her head in dark feathers to keep from the storm

She sits silent on the front porch watching it all go

When the fire burns

And the garden grows

And the children play

Through the orchard's moans

One day rose left her porch

And found the water running free

She jumped right in

Tucked her feet in and took that river to the sea

How does she know

Where we all go

How does she know

That she has a soul