My Rose
The rose of my life is one that I hold most dear.
He makes me feel as though I can live with no fear.
He holds me safe when I feel down,
And I am always sad when he’s not around.
My rose is not a perfect rose.
His petals fall from time to time,
But when they do, I do not show disdain.
I simply pick up his fallen petals,
And keep them as my own.
Together my rose and I are unbreakable.
Although we’re not perfect, we are unshakable.
We love like no other has loved before.
He is the only rose that I adore.
Copyright © Angela Alvarado | Year Posted 2021
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