The Rose
What is more beautiful
There is non that can
Match the slow, majestic
Way it unfolds its petals
Taking the world by its
Grace and beauty.
The many colours in one species
The only thing close to the rose
Perhaps are the cats
The whites and the blues
The multicoloured but none
Would look lovelier as a rose that
Is orange and white.
So I look at the roses in the garden
And think of you Marmies.
The joy you brought to me
The love you gave but
Most of all the slow
Majestic way you took life to its full.
The grace and beauty of the
Way you walked and played.
If I could name a rose, it would be
Marmies teddy bear
After you my beautiful
Orange and white girl.















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your eyes are the windows to your soul
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my little sister
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your eyes are the windows to your soul
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my little sister
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Life is too short live it to the full
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your eyes are the windows to your soul
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my little sister
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