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A Dozen Roses.
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By Alan Pedersen.
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If I had a dozen roses, I know just what I’d do
I’d give each one a name that reminded me of you
The first rose I’d call sunshine, because you brighten everyday
The second would be beauty, the kind that never goes away
The third rose would be priceless, like those hugs you gave to me
I’d name the fourth rose silly, oh how funny you could be
Rose five of course is patience, something you have helped me find
The sixth rose would be memories, the gift you left behind
The seventh and the eighth rose would for sure be faith and grace
Nine would be unique because no one can take your place
The tenth rose well that’s easy, I’d simply name it love
Eleven would be Angel, I know you’re watching from above
I’d think about that twelfth rose, and I’d really take my time
After all these roses are for you my Valentine
I’m sending them to heaven in every colour that I know
So rose twelve I’ll name forever, that’s how long I’ll love you so.
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 A Late Good NightMy lamp is out, my task is done,
And up the stair with lingering feet
I climb. The staircase clock strikes one.
Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!

My solitary room I gain.
A single star makes incomplete
The blackness of the window pane.
Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!

Dim and more dim its sparkle grows,
And ere my head the pillows meet,
My lids are fain themselves to close.
Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!

Don’t let stress corrode

Your mind into rust

Let the problems of yesterday

Shrivel and bite the dust

Don’t let uncertainties

Shatter your equilibrium

Let each new day

Make your life awesome

Good morning

Love, Mary. XXXXXX