Jan 2019
I have but one dream I dream
That dream is to be a rose
To be so soft and tender
To make friend's with all I know
and then from spring to winter
and winter back to spring
I'd simply lay and fly away
My Petals go with glee
My Stamen be strong and gather along
Then as I spring to life
I'd crack a smile
My Sepals in style
And find myself a wife
And as the cold chill winter
Would gather in the air
I would not fear
I'd have a cheer
For Roses live again
That dream is to be a rose
To be so soft and tender
To make friend's with all I know
and then from spring to winter
and winter back to spring
I'd simply lay and fly away
My Petals go with glee
My Stamen be strong and gather along
Then as I spring to life
I'd crack a smile
My Sepals in style
And find myself a wife
And as the cold chill winter
Would gather in the air
I would not fear
I'd have a cheer
For Roses live again
This is a way of expressing the fear of death
because people die and do not come back like roses do
we simply fade away into the past forgotten in time.
But roses live on and on until their plucked
and in that sense would it not be great to be a rose.
I think it would because then life would have much purpose
and thing's in general would make more sense.
But life for humans is a mystery and quite and adventure.
because people die and do not come back like roses do
we simply fade away into the past forgotten in time.
But roses live on and on until their plucked
and in that sense would it not be great to be a rose.
I think it would because then life would have much purpose
and thing's in general would make more sense.
But life for humans is a mystery and quite and adventure.
