If there were a rose for every lover,
The world would be filled with red,
and sadly, who but I to discover,
That world's love is so close to dead.
If there were a rose for ever true love,
Remembering what was just said,
I'd hand you a rose from above,
and look forward to what lies ahead.
Moth Harris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-and-roses-2/
