The Rose Poem by Gabriella Grace
The Rose
Love is like a rose blossoming over time
If it is rushed to bring it's beauty
it will fall apart and die
Yet he still waits...
and waits without knowing one day it could be
too late
There lies the red flower on the cold hard floor
A note book with happiness all over the pages
And they wait...
Wait for the day when they become more than just a wish
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