Thea Prum: You can lean on me with life's burden.
Thea Prum: One last glory before the coming of winter's frost.
Thea Prum: The little red rose hanging on.
Thea Prum: The last beauty before the coming of frost.
Thea Prum: It's a November rose trio.
Thea Prum: Remember me as I am when the grip of winter snow comes.
Thea Prum: A November Rose of Remembrance