The Rose
I
Blooming in the garden,
I could see the rose.
Blooming in the garden,
I could hear,
The rose.
The rose.
II
Singing to the flowers,
that stood like towers.
Singing to the birds,
in a delightful shower.
The rose.
The rose.
III
Should sing to me.
The rose.
The rose.
Copyright © Ryan Smith | Year Posted 2012
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