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Were There Roses? My yard is beautiful and yet It often fills me with regret That I was not around to see The garden Eden used to be. I've tried to picture it, but find It places limits on my mind, For I am sure no one today Has seen such glory on display. And were there roses? Surely yes! As well as other blooms, I guess, That scent the air and please the eye And as the seasons pass on by, I wonder, were there changes there, Or was it always warm and fair> I'll never know the answers to These questions I am asking you. There's one thing I don't have to fear, For I have found no serpents here, But neither have I found the tree That promises eternity! |
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