You Cannot Fall In Love Faster Than You Can Grow A Rose

If you believe that roses are red
And violets are blue
Than this poem must be sweet
And it must be for you
But that comes to the observation
To a one opened eye
As we may all forget
That those roses will surely die
As for the violets they will surely go too
For we tend to forget
That they must be for you

We go on our ways
Looking blindly with only one eye
To see that those roses
Will soon surely die
I for one am never mistaken
As that one very step
That these roses be tended
And surely never forget
For if we want those roses to be red
And those violets to be blue
Then we must always tend

To what is, and that which is true
We forget one simple task
That is, what we caretakers do
That these roses be tended
And forever be tended too
For we must not forget
As we know what is true
If you believe that roses are red
And that violets are blue
Then consider yourself lucky
That I am a caretaker too