THE ROSE

I LOOK OUT MY WINDOW ONE DAY SAW A YOUNG MAN PLANT A ROSE FOR THE LADY THE SUN WATCHED IT ALL DAY THE MOON WATCH IT ALL NIGHT IT RAINED IT SNOWED ON THE ROSE THE ROSE HAD MANY COLOS RED WHITE BUT NO BLUE ONE DAY THE LADY WAS GONE AND THE YOUNG MAN MOVED AWAY AND MANY YEAR HAS GONE BY AND AS LOOK  OUT THE WINDOW THE ROSE IS STILL THERE THE LADY MAY BE GONE BUT SHE LOOKS DOWN AND SMILES ON THE ROSE