some days i gifted you a rose... <br />while i did not get, what it means... <br />and don`t know why... <br />but some thing inside my heart... <br />told me to do that, , <br />and give it to you... <br /> <br />oh... <br />o my lovely rose, and my lovely passion... <br />o my dreamy rose, , , <br />did not know some days, how lovely your meaning is... <br />while you are from my longing... <br />and from inside.... <br /> <br />how mistaken i was in my expression.. <br />when i not gifted you all a roses in the world.. <br /> <br />you are my life's` rose.. <br />as i gifted you the rose.. <br />i gifted you to the rose... <br />and wish that rose gifted to me again.. <br />my rose...<br /><br />hazem al jaber<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-rose-7/
