Life is like a beautiful red rose.
You put the send into the ground, water it, give it lots of love and care for it until it blooms
Into the most beautiful and strong red rose.
You enjoy watching it as it grows.
Then as fall enters it slowly dies.
As the last petal falls you sit back and reflect on that red rose.
You remember all the joy and happiness that the red rose has brought to you.
Then all you have left is the memory of that
beautiful red rose.
Written and copyrighted by Linda Parker (me) :)
