Rose
Roses are like the sea
They go away and return
Not knowing what they will
Come back to.
Roses can be blinded of different Feelings of happiness or loneliness
In the heart.
Roses are still very beautiful in
Ones heart.
To you the rose shines in every
Way possible.
But to others it go's away.
You are my rose and my arms
That hold you tight.
Everyday when i wake up I see
My rose in my heart.
And i wish I had you in my arms
And in my heart.
I miss you so much and want to
Hold you close in my heart.
