A Rose

Every time I see a Rose 

I think of you

Your as pretty as this picture to me

And you will always be 

pretty to me

Rose has a soft soul 

a sweet mind 

and a warm heart

I would like to hold her closer 

to my heart

but she is already spoken for 

she has her man

I must look the other way 

and hold my head up high

Rose All I have to say 

is that your special man

Is a lucky guy 

To have and hold some one 

as nice as you