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Red Rose

A red flower, dark like me,
How could it not suit me?
He sent with it a letter and words.. talking of his longing for me.
 
This rose that my love sent.. with its colours and scent,
Has enchanted my heart and mind.
 
Oh, how I love it!
And oh, how it returns my hopes,
This rose that my love sent,
To tell me he's missed me.
 
I'll put in my hair,
And stop thinking he's forgotten me completely,
And walk outside and inside with it on my fringe,
The rose my love has sent,
To tell me he's missed me.
 
This rose my love picked with his hands,
And sent as a gift from his garden.
 
Flowers themselves tell me their stories..
He sent it to my heart,
To tell me he's missed me.