I found a special rose,
one so rare no one knows where it grows.
Mine grow deep into my soul and heart,
roots dug in deep from the start.
Sometimes I worry, sometimes I fear,
that someone may come and try to pick it
from there.

As I look into her beautiful face and eyes,
I see all the reasons I shouldnt worry, fear
or doubt, for our love shall win out.
Her beauty is beyond compare from her head
to her toes, why I was chosen I think I'll
never know.

I am grateful for everyday we have together
and pray that it goes on into forever.
Can these words really express just how deep
my love goes?

To my one and only, My Special Rose.