by Juan Francisco Vega
This rose is made of paper; its a fact thats sad but true.
Its not like the rose that God makes, but its the best that I can do.
This rose has never been touched, by the morning dew.
But the tears that Ive held inside, kept it watered just for you.
This rose is a reminder, of a love thats surely true.
Because it grew from within my heart, to show that Ill always love you.
About the Author:
Juan Francisco Vega currently resides at the Florida Civil Commitment Center in Arcadia and he is working on his next book named Love Has Illusions.