as beautiful as can be.
These roses thast fell from heaven,
were a gift for you and me.
The petels felt like silk,
and the colour created last.
But as I tried collecting them,
the roses turned to dust.
I saw some more roses.
They were just as enchainting as before
And as I tried to snatch it,
It turned to dust once more.
I decided it was a trick,
I then ignored every rose I saw.
until I walked a bit further,
and I saw one more beautiful then the ones before.
I decided to be more gentle,
and try to pick this rose up again.
it's smell was more inviting,
Then it turned into you my friend.
Thank you to all of my friends please save this rose and send them to a special friend.
By Jeanette Ratcliffe
Love Jeanie xx