Yellow
Roses
On
My
Table,
Which
I’ll
Keep
As
Long
As
I am
Able,
To
Remember
Golden
Roses
I carried
On
My
April
Wedding
Day,
In
A
City
Far
Away.
Those
Petals
Fell,
But
I tell
You
Now
I kept
Every
Vow,
And
Though
He’s
No
Longer
Here,
I buy
Roses
Still,
And
Always
Will,
For
Him,
For
Me,
To
Hold
The
Memory.