She smells as sweet as a confederate rose, with the same name
Our love was anything but tame

It is her favorite flower, and I can see why
Both beauties could reach the sky

She pulled me in, and I was smitten
and now our love has been written

I write poems about heartache, and she can't see
It's never about her, its always about me

I found a diamond in the ruff, and pulled it out
As she sparkled and shined, I let out a shout

She shined like the sun to warm my bones
When its cold outside, she takes me home

In the rain we shared a kiss
Our love still exists

We may not be together anymore
But our love is still free to soar

My confederate rose, she will always be
And to my heart, she has the key\n\nWilliam Mowell

https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/confederate-rose/