Roses are the perfect flower,
To brighten, any day,
A glorious fragrance,
Creating memories,
That will stay.
Roses often speak,
The language, of the heart,
As their beauty reflects,
A perfect work of art.
As they slowly open,
Into A perfect bloom,
Touching everyone's feelings,
As they enter the room.
Tom Maxwell Copyright 1/27/2007
Feb 13, 2021
Feb 13, 2021 at 9:33 PM UTC
Roses are the perfect flower,
To brighten, any day,
A glorious fragrance,
Creating memories,
That will stay.
Roses often speak,
The language, of the heart,
As their beauty reflects,
A perfect work of art.
As they slowly open,
Into A perfect bloom,
Touching everyone's feelings,
As they enter the room.
Tom Maxwell Copyright 1/27/2007
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