About the Poem
I fell in love with a girl... We remain friends, and here I stand with my rose waiting to fall in love again. If I can.
|by Stanley Naber|
|I had a rose,
To which I held for years,
And I finally decided to pass it on.
But when I did it withered and grayed,
The petals slowly fell,
And it was passed back to me.
Then things went back to the way they were.
So here I stand holding a rose,
That I don't want anymore.
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