The first roses

The first roses of the year

have been blooming since you were here

The first roses in my yard

were blooming forever unmarred

by storm and sun and heavy rain

until they come again

unwitherable roses

unwitherable roses

what you were saying when we were so close

being seventeen like the first rose

growing in our hearts, in our memory

they will always be

unwitherable roses

unwitherable roses

and I wonder what we will sing

was our fondness like the wonder of spring

revealing what`s been embedded in the ground

until they come again

unwitherable roses

unwitherable roses

like the first rose growing in our hearts

in our memory

they will always be

unwitherable roses

unwitherable roses