pink rosebud
without the thorn.
you are newborn.

innocent and sweet
wrapped in blushing pink.

I will be your thorn.
I will stay nearby.
I will be your thorn
there if you should cry.

watching over the petals
of your life
as you bloom and grow.
I want you to know,

I will be your thorn.


(as the thorn protects the rose, Grandma will protect
her little rosebud.)

02/05/2002

Posted on 02/05/2002
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