The rose whispered to me
Can you not see that I am dying?
No I replied
All roses live forever
Little rose you can carry us both
And to wherever we want
Because love is a miraculous vehicle.
The Little Rose, A Poem
The rose whispered to me
Can you not see that I am dying?
No I replied
All roses live forever
Little rose you can carry us both
And to wherever we want
Because love is a miraculous vehicle.