I love a rose near Covent Garden ,
it's as wild as wild can be .
No other rose I could suppose
could expose such a rare beauty.
Oh my lovely rose of London
should your soft petals ever fall
I would gladly pick all of them up,
and then kiss them one and all .
Just to hold you in my hands there ,
I would tell all the human race,
I loved a rose but it no longer grows,
London's a lonely place.
Book 3 f of the Horses of Tir Na Nog Romance trilogy
CJ’s dreams continue, as she finds herself back at the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul. First, seeking protection for Rachel, then, the entire Sisterhood. (Actually, make that Sisterhoods; as there wil
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