I covet the rose that grows in the spring,
That makes lovers dance,
That makes lovers sing,
The rose that grows into a marvelous thing,
A thing of beauty,
That makes open hearted children sing
The rose's red peddles pink, white and yellow too
I covet the roses and the spell it holds on you.
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Malena Lopez
Malena Lopez is fascinated with art, writing, reading horror, paranormal, and things that go bump in the night. Mrs. Lopez is an entrepreneur voice-over artist, and freelance writer on sites such as HitRecord, ACX, and now Vocal.
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