click on image or read onDearest loving God
You made this rose
In beautiful colors
You never say
I don't have time
Every second
Opens a baby
Painted by the
Love you gave us
Sir, many forget
A soul of heaven
Has left your gardens
Sir, many forget
The spiritual dimension
That is being
Honored
That is
Under our cultivation
Sir, we are sorry
At the way
Roses come
Back to you
Sir, your love
Needs inclusion
To our quality of life
Women and children
Need to be this picture.
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