Standing Proud
There you are, standing tall and proud,
in a field of onions, away from the crowd;
appearing grandiose and tickling our noses,
a lonely plant of beautiful sweet red roses;
standing so tall, and so proud and so true,
impressing the world the whole day through;
as you stand above all your surroundings,
listening to the birds and forestry soundings;
you stand for honesty, faithfulness and beauty,
knowing our true love is our only sacred duty;
you are my deserving queen as i am your king,
not to command but rather to request as i sing;
a beautiful love song to tickle your soft heart,
as together forever, we will never be apart.
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