Our
friend Rose, a flower in our life
We tell you
this in love
Some think
she's an angel
from God's
collection up above
We have
seen her with our eyes
and heard
her with our ear
working
magic by the stove
singing
songs of cheer
All this we
know is true
by the
powers small and great
our
flowering friend the Rose
Is God's
design, not that of fate.
Written
by Doug Van Wyk ©2000
"The Rose"
midi playing
Lyrics
Some say love
is the river
that drowns
the tender reed
Some say love
it is the razor
that leaves
your soul to bleed
Some say love
it is a hunger
an aching
endless need
I say love it
is a flower
and you, it's
only seed.
Just remember
in the winter
far beneath
the bitter snows
lies the
seed that
with sun's love
in the
spring becomes
the Rose.
"For
lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the
flowers
appear
on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come.
"
Song
of Solomon 2: 11, 12a
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everyone that has a special friend ...let them know
how much you love them before it is too late.....
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