One red rose for Valentine's Day,
Another for Christmas Eve,
A special red rose for Birthdays,
And each holiday in between.

 

I hold each rose close to my heart,
For I am truly touched,
Sometimes, I even shed a tear,
The emotion, just too much.

 

The meaning gleaned from each red rose,

Is moving and profound,

It tells me I'm his only love,

And to this love I'm bound.

 

I'm victimized by sentiment,

I've always been this way,

But I wish he weren't so cheap,

And would send a whole bouquet!