Roses

February 22, 2018

A rose is a symbol of beauty and love,

red as a cherry or white as a dove.

So delicate and frail and when recieved,

a fairy tale moment is achieved.

Roses flourish in the season of spring,

what a wonderful sight, an enchanting thing.

From a seed it blossomed and it grew,

Into something as beautiful as you.

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