Rosemary and Love Grows

Edison Lighthouse song, Love Grows
(Where my Rosemary Goes) 1970.
Over 18 million hits on YouTube. Lucky fellas.
Magical, mystical song still popular with those
that hear it. And wow that Rosemary, maybe
ethereal, surely surreal, never forget her.
One in a million, mysterious goddess among women.
Every young man’s dream, greatest fantasy female
ever, song is so clever, makes you believe Rosemary’s
really a goddess, maybe she was. Maybe she still is.
O Rosemary, beautiful, mind blowing, ultimate,
should have been the love of my life, woman,
why did I never meet an amazing, magical,
enchanting woman like you? And like the song says,
“I would have loved you endlessly.”
But woe upon woes, you never existed except
in that beautiful make believe tribute song,
which I will always love, never tire of,
no matter how many times I hear it.
Listening to it now. Love grows….

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-) View all posts by BobBoyd