We are shaped by our surrounds
And, if we are fortunate,
When we move from one moment to the next
From one place to another
A part of ourselves does not want to go
Hold tight to that feeling
Put a pin in it
And some time from now
Wear a fancy suit
And pull out that feeling
Put a pin in it
And wear it on your lapel
The one closest to your heart
the beautiful colour of the rose and the true sentiment