The Red Rose

The Red Rose

Inside the black suit pinned a red rose

For the special one

That the heart already knows

Life has spawned in a new dawn

When the two souls would be finally together

And the red rose would be something to remember

A symbol of love and affection

A hope flying in a new direction

No wonder it was a valentine’s day

The two hearts would surely find a way

Something like they chose to come close

Like the poetry and the prose.

Thanks to the red rose

Love could speak before a doze.

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