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Poem - My Blue Rose ![]() A bouquet of blue roses, Sent to my doorstep. A shock on my face, A jump in my heart.
I knew deep inside, Who that was from. A smile on my face, A laughter bubbling away.
My mom stared at me, Thinking I’ve gone nuts. I simply giggled away, Saying nothing at all.
Chocolates and sweetness, To complete the package, I whisked them away, In d privacy of my room.
I read each line, On the message attached, It warms my heart, Lifting up my spirits.
I stared at the dozen, Touching each one gently, My first bouquet of blue roses, From an unexpected source.
Isn’t that a lovely feeling, Knowing someone’s thinking of you ? It’s a divine intervention, When paths begin to cross. No questions asked, No puzzling thoughts. Simply an acceptance of affection, From someone who matters now …
Copyright Ti (30.7.06) 2006-09-10 11:55:28 GMT
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