The grass is greener Beneath the feet And the eyes that see Through the heart When the iris can view A brighter color Than else that Is imagined apart!
Stay with me forever Beauty of my sight So I can see her Every day since For her I have saved A true love within my heart!
She must know that between The moss and the flower There is a dormant seed Which very soon It will become a rose That will bear her name While I am the gardener Who patiently is waiting for her!
Romeo Della Valle (c) Rights reserved-2017 New York City
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