Roses

Roses

Time is a river that runs through the rose
so where one rose falls another rose rises

just as another rose rose where another rose fell
and so time and the river and the rose on it goes 

roses are red my love violets so blue
where one sweet red rose fell another rose grew

roses are red my love this you should know
wherever red roses fall others will grow

John Lyons

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