Beauteous Victory (Out Of This World USA)
At Last A Rose
At last a rose, a single yellow rose!
On the verge of unfolding like a sudden genius
It's life! It's the beauty of life!
How does one compare it to the sun?
Eternity seeks for such an answer
Wonder strikes me dead in the eyes!
A rose so young and tender knows not its beauty
On this earth
Who am I to deny its birth?
Dear John we are in perfect union
Miraculous is the color yellow!
Does my heart not feel immense with pride?
Behold the flight of doves as they glide
Tears a-streaming down my face
An endless waterfall
Somewhere in time I am young again
...young and tender like the verging rose.
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