Red is the color of the rose
Red is the color of the rose
That the young maiden who
Is so very fair,
Chooses to adorn her golden
Locks of hair.
Blue is the color of the sky
White fluffy clouds drifting by
Perfectly matches the
Color of her sky blue eyes.
Reddest orange is the color
Of the morning sun,
As her daily life has just
Begun.
Softly and sweetly she whistles
Gently and lowly letting
It's sweet melodies
Lighten up her daily loads.
Beauty is only skin deep
So the poets often say,
But they ne'er deep meet
This gentle maiden born
In the merry month of May.
This golden haired maiden is not
Blessed with a carefree life,
Lo Gold and Silver she has none,
Her sweet nature many hearts has won.
Love,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954/October Country
October 16, 2025
