Beauty's Rose

Beauty's rose
Will never die
Fresh as spring
To the eye.

Beauty's rose
Never fades
In memory
Of brighter days.

Raise your glass
To times gone past
Raise your glass
To loveliness.

Beauty's rose
Blooms in winter,
Beauty's rose
Blooms for lovers.

Old as those
Lovers may be
Beauty's rose
Blooms in memory.

Raise your glass
To times gone past
Raise your glass
To loveliness.

richard jarbee

It's Remembrance Day.