Twelve roses here for you:

The first one brings love;
The second says that you
Are the one I'm
dreaming of;
The third red rose is gladness --
So may it bring to you;
The fourth is our first kiss,
But what can kisses do?
The fifth red rose
is tears --
We both have shed a few;
The sixth rose is the times
We've
shared, both old and new;
The seventh is the day
We met not long ago;
The eighth is you and me
And the happiness we'd know;
The ninth red
rose is for
The hand I've often held;
The tenth rose is much more --
It's the love that we could build;
The eleventh is the fun
We've had
so many times;
The twelfth rose is the one
That carries but a line --
The important rose is this one,
for this one says, "Be Mine."
( Poem by J. Michael Pawlusiak)
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