Love Is a Rose
By Jordan Dean
Love is a single, scarlet rose
It brings momentary beauty with its blossom
The dampness of its petals from dewdrops
Are like tears and heart sheds.
Love is a rose which you treasure
Until you’re hurt by its thorns.
The rose will die and wither,
The memories will remain
But the plant will flower again and again.
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