TO CRIS

-Words by Jeff Brent
© 1974

If...
When the rose blooms in springtime
Kissed by the morn's dew
Swaying softly to the wind-borne melody
I should share it with you

Perhaps...
The blossom wil be rediscovered
A gift from a forgotten lover
Has stained the pages of a dusty book
Tucked neatly in the attic

But...
Cris is a rose
And I won't cut her stem
Or pluck off all her thorns
She makes me happy

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