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In the scarlet solarium
Sits a woman in red
Once she cried for her love
But her tears have all fled
Her love won’t return now
He has bled on the field
Her love won’t return now
For he would not yield
When the army returned
The crowds cheered raucous and proud
But her love he lay dead
And the cheers were befouled
So she painted the glass
Of her once favorite room
So they shone now like blood
And spoke only of doom
She planted there roses
Scarlet of course
And she watered and tended
Fed them her remorse
Nothing could sooth her
And her eyes were cried dry
Nothing could sooth her
All she asked now was why
No children to mourn with
No family with which to cry
She was all alone now
She just wished to die
She would stare at the fountain
All glistening red
And think of her loss
Her beloved dead
Till one day she broke
Couldn’t take one more day
So she lay in the fountain
Till her soul went away
But as the next day came dawning
A man walked into town
His armor was bloody
And boots were worn down
For he had walked day and night
Just to reach home
They had left him behind
With the dead in the loam
The men came a running
And cheered him of course
For he had fought bravely
A man of resource
To see him alive
They could not believe
Then they thought of his wife
What joy she’d receive
He turned away from them
For he wished for his love
They all smiled at him
Sure this gift was from above
But when he did return
To home where he found
Beneath the glass painted red
His love in scarlet had drowned
In the scarlet solarium
Floats a woman in red
Once she cried for her love
But her tears have all fled