I watch you pass me by, we cross paths several times, up and down each aisle. You glance my way when you think I'm not looking, but you never say...hi...you never ask me my name. You just pass me by. Pass me by....
A beautiful garden, with flowers as far as the eye can see
A garden nurtured by gentle rains, warm sunshine and fresh air
A beautiful garden
That's where you'll find me
A single rose
Fragrant, delicate
Standing alone in a beautiful sea of flowers
There's nothing that makes me extraordinary
Nothing to mark me from the crowd - no fleck of unusual color
A single rose
Yet, when I am separated from the crowd - from that beautiful garden
When I'm surrounded only by my singlular beauty
My fragrance sings out loud
I can only be seen, by those willing to stop and take notice of me
For those willing to stop and pick me out of the crowd
Those willing, to stop and stay awhile
Otherwise, you'll never "see" me
You'll never know the full potential of me
You'll never know my beauty
Never will you fully appreciate me
You'll never know
If you pass me by
If you look at all the flowers
All you'll see are flowers
You'll never know what makes my scent special
You'll never know what makes me smile
Or cry
Or happy
You'll never know what makes me special
No, you'll admire the beauty of the garden, but you'll also pass me by
A single rose
Fragrant, delicate, beautiful
In a sea of other flowers
Standing alone
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