A Birthday Wish
There is nothing sweeter than the smell of a red, red, red rose
Or someone having a dear to compose
life spent wondering and gathering
thoughts of precious moments
that will last forever in the mind
A birthday is a special time
that we remember, and is sweet
as the red, red, red rose.
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