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Mother Rose
As one walks across majestic field
toward a new born sun
six Rose's sway in morning breeze
heads high they stand as one
Mountainous clouds form a sky
rays of glory shine on all
soon five hearts will bleed in sorrow
Mother Rose took a fall
Missed by those who love her
yet, know she's not alone
The heart of a pure white Rose waits
for her short journey home
Reborn as she was when young
to reign supreme in conquering death
In a garden paradise she'll be placed
watching over rosebud and baby's breath
The beauty of a Rose that blooms in spring
Is cherished and loved by those who behold it
When it withers and falls and is gone
The memory and scent of such a perfect flower
will foever remain in your heart
