The “ROSE” is daintily sweet, that she takes the breath away from me but lurking her daintily pretty petals lies the truth of her heart. Understand the rose for her looks can be deceptive to your mellow self.
Doth not judge a book by its outlook, for just as you judged my rose.
By Steven William Pitts
Doth not judge a book by its outlook, for just as you judged my rose.
By Steven William Pitts
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