If Rosemary Was a Flower

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They sway in the wind
As I take a breath in
And smell Rosemarries in my garden
The bird chirp and they sing
The beautiful song it does ring
Along with the Rosemarries in my garden
Dancing along to the tune
As the sun reaches noon
Dancing Rosemarries in my garden
As the sun starts to low
The whole garden knows
Even the Rosemarries in my garden
As day turns to night
And the owls take flight
Slow the Rosemarries in my garden
A new tune they sing
And it change a thing
Like the Rosemarries in my garden
Then with the moon way up high
And no light in the sky
Leave wilted Rosemaries in my garden

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