All I see
Is a fragile rose
Once part of a pack
Now all alone
Tucking it back
Behind my ear
I follow the warmth
Of the sun
Close to flowerbeds
Covered in colours
Patterns and shapes
With luck, I find
My rose's mates
ns3.137.162.132da2All I see
Is a fragile rose
Once part of a pack
Now all alone
Tucking it back
Behind my ear
I follow the warmth
Of the sun
Close to flowerbeds
Covered in colours
Patterns and shapes
With luck, I find
My rose's mates
ns3.137.162.132da2