The Red Red Rose
A rose is an interesting flower
Red roses are thought to show love
Yet, they can also be a symbol of sacrifice
They say a rose will strive in rain
But I say it will survive anywhere
With a little love and caring
It will bloom with an unknown elegance
That red red rose is coming in the spring
It strives in the rain and becomes a beauty
It becomes the light in the drifting snow
And the only color in a storm of silver clouds
So what I say to you now
Is be that red red rose,
Not the one leaving with a wilting petal
And not the one with a dying reflection in the puddle
But be that rose that is the only hope
Be the color in the darkness
Because people are waiting for spring to come
People are waiting for color to come
Be that red red rose
The one that buds before the others
To sacrifice what it knows and to be the example
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