Roses for my Love, 3rd in order

Roses For My Love
By: Matthew Harper    June 8, 2007 *approximate*

Our love was once a bud,
A late bloom hiding in the worlds shadow.
Time will shift and life will change,
But in the end our love will always show.

We grow closer through it all,
And the trials make our little bud grow.
The tears, the smiles, the games,
They’ll make our bud become a little rose.

When sadness closes in,
A dark cloud above your head too long.
Look around, I hope you’ll find,
That our little rose grows great and strong.

Though a normal rose will always die,
Our love may not, let the world try as it may.
And though this rose will meet it’s end,
I pray that you’ll never let our love wither away.

And no matter what we’ll always know,
That our love left behind one hell of a beautiful rose