Roses....
Roses...
Roses are there at a time of birth
To show the signifigances of the love
of the earth.

Roses...
Roses are there at a time of happiness,
And at times of sad,
Roses are there to take the fear out of bad.

Roses...
Roses are there at a teenagers' first love,
As when the ocean accompanies a dove.
But soon the rose will die
Then again the darkening of the sky.
Soon the sky will brighten again at the sight of a smile
So its evident
Roses only brighten for a very short while.
              
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