Our life together will be like...
The soft petals of a pure white rose.
In the summer it always blooms.
As pure and white as virgin snows.
When it starts to wilt
You can press it!
You can frame it!
When you frame it
It will last forever,
Whether it's wilted or not!
The beauty still lasts.
When winter comes.
The love's still there...
It never goes away.
You can see it!
You can feel it!
Like I say...
Our life together will be like...
The soft petals of a pure white rose.
In the summer it always blooms.
As pure and white, as virgin snows...
Verse used with permission
Copyright 1984 Diane M. Lamphere
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