There is a bamboo tree that blooms only once in a hundred years This is the year, your wedding year And the bamboo blossoms just for you For you the Columbine is blue The paint brush flames upon the hills For Allison and Denver John A double sunrise lights the dawn I've watched you blossom since you met You've made a garden out of love With splendid flowers and bowered paths Where I am satisfied to walk There was a thorn in Denver's side That Allison has pruned and clipped A sorrow Allison could hide That Denver soothed and comforted Each tending to the others need Tears and smiles looked after now The thorns and sorrows have their place In proper balance, like the stars You are both brave and beautiful My brother, whom I've loved for life And now a sister, newly mine To love and treasure day and night Home to the mountains, then, we come To celebrate in unison All peace, and pleasure, joy and bliss To Denver John and Allison Today for you the Columbine is blue The paint brush flames upon the hills For Allison and Denver John A double sunrise lights the dawn