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To
Dedicated To
My Own True Love
Our love was
like a rosebud
When at first we
met
It was gentle,
sweet and
fragile
And a time of no
regret
As days went by
and soon were
months
The roses all
were now full
blown
And petals
tightly closed
no more
Our love had
flourished and
had grown
And pretty soon
the time had
come
The winter winds
were blowing
And thorns were
all that we had
left
Beneath those
storms, cold and
snowing
I shed a tear,
to see you gone
I thought it was
forever
I thought that
fate had been so
cruel
And now I'd see
you never
But winter
turned to spring
again
You called and
said you love me
You said your
life was
incomplete,
And hoped 'twas
not above me
You asked me to
forgive you
There was
nothing to
forgive
You wanted me to
love you
I will for as
long as I live
So think of me
and roses
Whenever your
love takes wing
Because, my
love, we are
like The rose
Who comes back
to life every
Spring
By Laverne
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