Rose

On this island of Rose our ship did dock,
This was our special place, our hope, our rock.
The workers were chosen to be special and kind,
Oh, so special, one would think only in mind.
What island is this, one of joy and of tears.
The love and help you have shown us
Will stay with us for years.
What would we do without you,
I dread to think.
If not for each and all of you,
Our ship would surely sink.