Roses Three Poem by Karl Stuart Kline
Roses Three
Peggy would always get roses three,
Fragile flowers for her from me
And like her they were lovely.
Red was the first of the three,
Because I was hers completely
And loved her most passionately!
Yellow was the second of the three,
Since she was a true friend to me,
By my side for eternity.
White was the third of the three,
For love that surpasses mortality,
The love that's always there for me
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