Song # 71
I grew a rose the length of spring
To enjoy the view in summer.
When summer came, on pulled some string;
My grown-up rose was gone.
During the summer I went sad.
In autumn leaves did fall too fast.
Then winter came with snow too soon.
Oh, what a year so sad!
poem by Luis Estable
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