The third rose is the sunshine
Around me when your near;
The fourth holds the shedding
Of every joyful tear.

The fifth rose is the patience
In your heart for me at times;
The sixth makes up for waiting
For the words you love in rhyme.

The seventh rose holds the caring
I give so full and free;
The eighth holds the loving
You give so much to me.

The ninth rose is to forgive me
When I'm harsh or wrong;
The tenth is to thank you
For choosing me
Through your whole life long.

The eleventh rose is to say I love you
Each and every way;
The twelfth is to carry these feelings
From day to day to day.

Another dozen roses,
A dozen reasons shared;
Of love, life and friendship
With my love who always cared.

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