Our Love
Our Love
True love is like a rose,once you plant it you watch it grow.
But with the flowers comes the thorns.
And like most things it will die, but like our love it will return
agin at another place and time. Too bloom and flurish and grow
once more.
To my Husband
scott,
thank u for loving me
Copyright © Debbie Temple | Year Posted 2011
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