Roses are yellow

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Roses are red,
Violets are blue.

That poem is so boring,
Won't say it to you.

My roses are yellow,
Filled laughter and fun.

Won't say their good bye's,
Or wilt in the sun.

My roses look sweet,
They'll make you complete.

You'd wish the race you'd, missed
You'd compete.

They'll make you feel happy, joy and proud.

That I'm yours to keep,
And that I'm around.

My roses are yellow,
In time they shall wilt.

But memories from me ,will keep
You
MELLOWE.

I wrote her this poem on her Birthday because she ment a lot to me and I couldn't help my self🙈.

OK guys I hoped you liked it even though it only took 8 hours to write it out.

BTW: I wrote it on the 12 August even though her birthday is Today on the 1 November so I guess that you can say I was prepared.

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