About the Poem
I was inspired to write this poem because of the romantic nature of someone dear to me, who unselfishly brings me roses on a regular basis. The mere idea of someone being so thoughtful, no strings attached, just to take the time to make me happy, just blows me away!
Roses From My Love |
| by Leonna |
| How many red roses has he given to me, With sunshine on his face, A gentle embrace, Sealed by the warmth of his lips? How many red roses has he given to me, With a teddy bear smile, His own subtle style, Strong hands which present them to me? How many red roses has he given to me, With love in his heart, Sadly we part, After he hands them to me? How many red roses has he given to me, Waiting to be counted, waiting to be seen, In some bright place, where all flowers stay, Never to wither, never to fade away. Will they appear somewhere in eternity? |
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Josh
Hey sweet hart how are you doing me good I liked your poem keep it up and make sure dad is doing good for me.
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