[Home]A Rose

A rose for you, my love
For a smile granted on a summer day
A rose for you, my love
For a dance we had while minstrels played

A rose for you, my love
For the memory of your hand in mine
And sweet the words we spoke
Alone beneath the pale moon’s shine

The rose, alas, my love
It is fragile as winter sunlight
Beware the cold wind’s call
Whose deathly frost will chill and blight

A rose for you, my love
Though the rose is wilted
And the world grows cold
For you are gone.

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