The Bear the Rose and the Child
when I see a rose I know it will die and it's beauty will fade as time passes by. I
treasure the rose. For you are my rose who I will protect till you should fade and your
beauty vanishes into the starry night sky.
When I see a bear I think of a brave and ancient creature who will one day be tamed and
held forever in a cage. I smile at the bear so mighty and fierce for you are my bear who
will never give up. Who will always be brave when times are tough.
And when I see a child I think of innocence that never dies and love that simple with
nothing attached. I think of you then my sweet sweet wife for you the innocent child the
brave bear and the beautiful rose that gives my life meaning and keeps my heart beating.
Copyright © Tifarrah Miller | Year Posted 2011
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