Love is similar to a rose, <br />It gets more beautiful, <br />The more is grows, <br />But with it comes thorns, <br />And barbs, <br />That can become, <br />A great pain in the heart, <br /> <br />To keep the beauty going, <br />You must withstand the pain, <br />Even though it may seem, <br />There is nothing to gain, <br /> <br />You can stay strong, <br />And try to hold on, <br />But if you let go, <br />I just wanted you to, <br />Know, <br />How much I wanted it to be, <br />Here's one last gift, <br />To you, <br />From me, <br />May it always be a <br />Memory.<br /><br />Matthew Petranovich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-last-gift-2/
