Red Rose
Red rose Red rose
Which is a sweet scent to the nose
So soft and smooth
It makes my heart move
Red rose Red rose
Which makes a good pose
That I like to hold
Red rose Red rose
Which the wind blows
As each day goes
Red rose Red rose
Which can tickle the toes
Red rose Red rose
Which grows and grows
It's my favorite kind
That it sooths the mind
Red rose Red rose
That it helps sooth my soul
Copyright © Eve Peterson | Year Posted 2010
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