missing you lots as I place a rose on your grave (Remove filter)
One Pink Rose equals another Day Without You
Young seeds thrown upon unexpected ground
sunlight Spring garden basking in love
on Mother's Day I weep with joy
as a hundred pink roses grow.
Thursday 11th March 2021 12:55 pm
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