The Pressed Page Rose
By Blushfulmoon
Nestled deep inside my Bible, I foud a deep red rose I tried to think of the emory As i held that wilted rose now cold I had stored it away so careful Inside that hallowed book And it had all been forgotten, As for something else i had searched to look, But at last now I remember, It was the day I gave you my heart Our love, never it last But with my rose I could not partWritten December 11th, 2001 © on Dec 11 2001 11:30 AM PST, Susan Vessels personal • love
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