the bear the rose and the child

Written by: tifarrah miller

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.