Morning blessed us with your tender grace
A white winter rose in bloom, with an angels face
In an instant, we fell hopelessly in love
Benevolent spirit, now your free as a dove
Resplendant bundle of innocent beauty
Forever will you remain a sacred part of me
Eternally shall you live as a shining beacon in my heart
For as long does this body draw breath, never shall we part
Mark Crane
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-rose-4/
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