A tiny rose bud, clinging to the vine, Not strong enough to enter- twine. Slowly opens its petals, to say, I'm starting to grow up today. Just a few more days, and some A lovely rose, I'll become.
(c) copyright heather burns
what a lovely KISS poem, love it girl, only you can say it, the way you say it..thanks
what a lovely KISS poem, love it girl, only you can say it, the way you say it..thanks