Roses for Christmas
No pretty paper or ribbons of red,
this Christmas I'm bringing you flowers instead.
I know that you would have wanted perfume, but these smell quite lovely, these roses for you.
I know that you might have liked some red gloves, so these roses I bring you are red to show love.
I'm sure you would have preferred other things, so I hope you'll not mind these roses I bring.
I picked them with care and placed them just right.
One dozen red roses, a beautiful sight.
Although not as beautiful as the smile on your face.
A memory my heart shall never erase.
So, no pretty paper or ribbons of red, for this Christmas you're spending with Jesus instead.
this Christmas I'm bringing you flowers instead.
I know that you would have wanted perfume, but these smell quite lovely, these roses for you.
I know that you might have liked some red gloves, so these roses I bring you are red to show love.
I'm sure you would have preferred other things, so I hope you'll not mind these roses I bring.
I picked them with care and placed them just right.
One dozen red roses, a beautiful sight.
Although not as beautiful as the smile on your face.
A memory my heart shall never erase.
So, no pretty paper or ribbons of red, for this Christmas you're spending with Jesus instead.
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