Oh my dear, whom I fear,
Bright rose, is how you appear.
Oh my tear, whom I beare,
You are my love in this sphere.
Oh my pair, whom I care,
I am the wheel and you steer.
Oh my flair, whom I glare,
You makes all my repair.
Oh my pear, whom I cheer,
Your love makes my anguish disappear.
Oh my dear whom I fear,
Bright rose is how you appear.
©damrick
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