A Rose

November 16, 2011
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Everytime I see a rose
It smiles at me
I see a smile from the past
One that lights my whole world
My grandmother is the rose
She is the smile in the rose
As the rose smiles it grows
To a laugh that comes from with in
The rose is a shoulder
That I can lean and depend on
My grandmother is my rose

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