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THIS ROSE

 
This rose is special
I bought it for me
A symbol. A token.
Of life. Being free
May it bloom
May it burst
It’s crimson and red
May you wake up tomorrow
My rose by your bed
 
This rose is special
It glows red for you
Bursting with promise
Scarlet in hue
To beauty. To youth
To laughter and joy
And, most of all
To finding the truth
 
May this rose
Touch your heart
May it reach
To your soul
May it stir you to great things
May it make your life whole
 
06/02/98