Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Loveliness

I have plucked a rose for you.
Upon its petals, a softened dew;
Tears I have shed for a love so true.

A friendship so true has come to pass.
A friendship as pure as diamond glass.
Time holds still in our hourglass.

~Amber~
Written July 22, 2011

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