Tuesday, December 15, 2009

My Little Red Rose

My little red rose,
I keep in my pocket,
To have and to hold,
To make it feel safe.

Her scent is like rain,
A million stars in the sky,
If a million stars suddenly died,
The whole wide world would cry.

When life gives you a rose,
You keep it real close,
Make it feel safe,
And never let go.
Michelle Zaltsman

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