Michael P. McParland
My Precious Rose - Poem by Michael P. McParland
My precious rose has grown and blossomed
into the most magnificent woman I've ever known.
A true Angel full of bright caring love,
my sweet darling whom I hold so high
and treasure as the most precious of all jewels.
My precious rose how I adore you so.
The biggest most bright and flawless
delicate flowered spirit of my dreams.
My God my God you are my guiding light,
the northern star who to me is everything.
My precious rose and only true desired one,
please come take my hand and be my bride.
So then on our special night we'll couple
becoming the strongest spirit of one.
You are the greatest Angel and beautiful
woman I have ever known.
My precious rose who's spirit is the
most delicate bloom of great beauty rarely known
I love you so in which depths and
ways which only you can understand and know.
For all eternities I am only yours forevermore.
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