Love is like a rose
Love is like a rose,
That blooms brightly,
In the summer sun.
Its beauty for all,
Eyes to see,
Till it fades away.
But love like ours,
Will not fade away.
For there is always,
another rose,
ready, to burst its bud,
in brilliant bloom.
Showing its strength,
That lasts throughout,
The bright summer sun.
Then new beauties of fall,
Colors of the brilliant,
Mountain trees.
Are there to remind one,
that love and life,
Does not stop with,
The fading rose.
Winter comes,
And reminds you again.
With the renewed pristine,
White snow that will,
Refresh the land for life
again….
When spring comes,
And your rose of love,
Shall bloom again.
Written by:
shadi{AR}
2007©
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