Roses are red, Rosewood Court is is no longer mine,
I'm going to miss it this Christmas, after all this time.
Eleven Christmases we spent at Rosewood.
If you told me last year it'd be the last, I wouldn't have understood.
This June we packed up, sold in September
Moved out with eleven Christmases to remember.
I'll miss the twinkling garland around my door,
and my Christmas tree in the corner, pine needles all over my floor.
This Christmas will be spent somewhere else, before we move into our new house next year
with a brand new address.
New memories will be made in 2021, the first of many Christmases in our brand new home.
Until then we'll wait, remembering fondly,
All of our time at Rosewood Court, memories shining brightly.
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