Love as True as Nursery Rhymes

By Avery Boltwood

Roses are red,

violets are blue—

always.


Lovers are wed,

loving is true—

always.


Marriage is dead,

standing to sue—

try again,

nobody’s trying for you.


Nobody is,

nobody was—

scream again,

“Nobody’s trying!” because


roses are red,

violets are blue—

sometimes.