The cold wind blows <br />In the white of the snow <br />catching a glimpse of you <br />walking like a china rose <br /> <br />I testify <br />To the heights of the sky <br />You I cannot let fly by <br /> <br />This china rose <br />The way she looks at me <br />With a certain prose <br />My heart glows <br /> <br />Her smile <br />Has made it all worthwhile <br />My China Rose <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Peter LeBuhn<br /><br />Peter LeBuhn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-china-rose/
