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Roses Are Red With
Love
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Two feel the touch of loving red roses,
Above their hearts a deep hush falls,
And they both voice ‘Oh how my love cries out,
Roses are red with love that calls.’
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The deepness of sweet love engulfs each heart,
Heavenly bliss becomes inbred,
Setting aflame love’s passions that are part,
Of the crimson roses so red.
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Beautiful hearts made to
be together,
Patiently wait loves’ supposes,
Dreaming their life’s sweet possibilities,
Look o’er God’s lovely red roses.
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While they’re feeling such burning love for one,
Which is deemed by God from Above,
Do they reach out for His beautiful dream,
And seek roses are red with love.
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Violets of blue have sung their song plenty,
Roses are red with love ought be,
Unfolding tender petals of sweet tunes,
Oh what an ecstasy to see
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Two loving hearts calling sweet red roses,
How sad if their bloom fades away,
Love deemed as a blessing by God’s Divine,
So near, yet so far is loves' day.
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©Sondra McPherson
June 6, 2004
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