Inspirational poems from a terminally ill young man. Saved by his mother after his passing and given to someone to post in a blog for others to read.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Untitled #12
A Rose
glimmering with dew
so beautiful
sweet smelling
in the morning sun
as you must be
I know the Rose and you
both have thorns
but would you change the Rose?
I wouldn't
neither would change you
because
I Love You.
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