There you stood, so tall and handsome, smiling at me, holding white roses
you took them from your garden specially for me, so sweet and tender
I smelled their fragance and smiled at you, grateful and touched by your thoughfulness
you surprised me, each time we see
I am getting to know you and I like what I see
Sweet and caring, giving of yourself slowly and carefully
I will wait, I have no hurry I am fascinated by you
and I feel our future will be as sweet as these white roses.
Copyright ©2007 Sonia Paz Baron-Vine
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