Sunday, October 9, 2011

the red rose

We run around the hills and valleys in the meadows,
Catching butterflies and ladybugs.
We look for that red rose,
Thorns surround it.
Beautiful, bold, astonishing,
But amongst its beauty,
A secret is hidden.
You don't know how she's feeling inside
Beneath that sweet smile.
Her dreams as big as the world,
Her love as deep as the oceans.

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