Love’s rose

A I hold this red rose in my hands, and wish for relaxations to come quick, notice that the pedals tell me to wait.  Wait for that spa bath to fill with water and glee.  Wait for the soap to “smile with suds” to remind me not to forget happiness, even though it can’t speak. Plus, the wonderful red rose even had the audacity to say “and please don’t forget me”.  I am your present of blessings that speaks.

 

 

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