I've lost track of how many days we've spent in this garden
Time doesn't seem to exist here.
We've grown closer than I've imagined.
You told me of the other flowers in your family.
Your mom who passed life unto you for her own
And your father who worked very hard to help you grow
The way you spoke of your mother
Really took me further
To figuring out where your strength really came.
Now knowing her story
And how strong she was
I'll tell you I think you are one in the same
I didn't speak of my family because I seen the passion in your eyes and heard the passion in your voice as you spoke.
I felt honored to have this information shared with me.
And even more honored to watch you grow.
Oh Rose,
How I want you to be mine but,
This isn't the time plus,
You belong to the Florist.
I wish you'd explain
How a rose as unique as you can be tamed ,
By someone who doesn't appreciate you as I do.
But to be so amazing,
and so beautifully gracious
Only to be plucked and left where we are
Only makes wonder
How it really all began
You reply "okay let me explain from the start
