by Zeffer ( 29th April 2005 )
Roses are red
Violets are blue
When day turns to night
The sky changes hue..
We lead a busy life..
But I do think of you..
When night turns to day
All seems to stay
In our own lil' way..
So true
Friday, 17 October 2008
Roses are Red
Posted by Zeffer on Friday, October 17, 2008
Labels: Poetry
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2 Comments:
nice poem, love it!
Thanks.. it came about when I was teased for going a.w.o.l. on some people..
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