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When the Roses Fell

I remember the day, when the poor roses fell A day, like no other I've found You came from the garden, with flowers to sell With roses, all over the ground Caught in the middle, was a flower of gold None, like I've ever seen For the roses it seemed, didn't want to be sold As they lay there, guarding their queen There was so much beauty, in one single place That the people couldn't help but stare In spite of the roses, they looked on your face The most beautiful flower there As I looked at this flower that lay among thorns A smile in my heart starts to grow For the petals of gold, that your flower adorns Had such a beautiful glow I will never forget when the poor roses fell For I chose the flower within From the moment I saw you, I could already tell I couldn't wait for our life to begin

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/2/2011 8:03:00 PM
Beautiful piece, Larry. Romantic. Great stuff. Ralph
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Date: 9/30/2011 9:38:00 AM
love it,,, p.d.
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Date: 9/29/2011 5:29:00 PM
What a romantic write and some fine meter going there too! Someone should be real happy! Light & Love
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