As I walk through the beautiful gardens , amongst the sculptured shrubs ,
I feel at peace as the turning of the season will soon be at hand.
The flower will began to wither , the green grass will start turning brown ,
The birds will be chirping a new song that sing now "The Earth has to sleep ".
And my love will still run deep ,
Of all the flowers in most the world , the Rose is a symbol of love ,
But even they .... do fade away and die with the passing of time .
The white Rose , it does bleed , but it will heal with time ,
And by the spring it will revive , and blaze with beauty devine ......