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There's a Rose growing tall in the garden
the ones you grew of crimson red,
and I'll take one Rose to the bedroom
and place it where you laid your head.

I remember before you left darling
in the garden where I watched you sow,
from a seed you made the Rose blossom
with pride you watched them all grow.

How I long to see you in the garden
each night it's there you would be,
how I miss the sound of your laughter
each Rose you grew reminds me.

Now there's a fence that rings the garden
where the Roses can grow big and tall,
maybe one day you'll return my darling
and you can plant a few Roses more.

There's a Rose growing tall in the garden
the ones you grew of crimson red,
and I'll take one Rose to the bedroom
and place it where you laid your head.


 



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The crimson Rose.