• Dreaming by the morning moon
    protected in a tight cocoon
    so pale in the gloom
    Petals of the white rose

    Stretching at the sun light smiles
    reflecting on its dew drop tiles
    a glow that's seen for miles
    The waking of the white rose

    Delicate as the summer breeze
    pearly white of royal genes
    a queen within the garden green
    the blooming of the white rose

    Soft as love you give it when
    hearts should touch a frail friend
    before the gift of life might end
    The message of the white rose

    As we cry these tender woes
    and say goodbye to them we know
    they'll fly wherever spirits go
    The death of the white rose.