Today I'm bring home the rose, the rose I should have brought home a long time ago. I found a rose that was quenched with water and blossomed with pink pedals and cut it, 3 to be exact. I never could seem to be able to find a rose. I looked all over for 2 years too long. I waited dry, but today I found one for you. I waited for the rose to give you and waited for you. Our time is here. Thank you for life again. The sand can go away now for my may is here with no cry to wish it away, only a knowing it is here to stay.

-5/16/10