Like a sweet rose I picked you
from among the thorns,
where some vines and hedges grew
hiding from life's storms.
Like tender petals I will keep you,
as soft as your heart's kind,
and like the rose of sweetness
only lovers come to find.
I shall never leave thee
nor yet forsake thee here;
For you're my rose of sweetness
forever when I'm near.
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