Bobbie Is My Rose

Red Roses
Yellow Roses
White Roses
They all die
I have a Pink Rose that lives on
Through rain or gloom
It still grows in the morning rain

If I tend to it
It's love will remain in my heart

If I feed it tender loving kindness
It will give back to me ten fold an abundance of love

Not even the harsh cold of winter can stop it's love
It's my pink rose forever
Only I can destroy it
Wars come and go destroying life and love
Even in the bleak moments of sadness and inhumanity
The pink rose will grow forth from the ground
Reaching for the sky and the love of one man
I can pick her flowers knowing that she is mine
If I love her she will love me back
Daily
Flowering her love on me

CopyRight Rick "Irockblue" 6-10-99


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