You!

As I look at the rose,

I think of you.

I see you as a rose,

I do.

you’re lovely,

you’re divine.

You mature,

mature like fine wine.

As I look at the rose,

I think of you.

Poem by Chrissie ChrisTana Oluwayemisi

Published by Chrissieministries

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