The Sweetest Flower That Blows
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Frederick Peterson
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The sweetest flower that blows
I give you as we part;
For you it is a rose;
For me it is my heart.
The fragrance it exhales
(Ah, if you only knew!)
Which but in undying fails,
It is my love of you.
The sweetest flower that grows
I give you as we part;
You think it but a rose;
Ah, me! it is my heart.
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