A ROSE IS JUST A ROSE

A rose is just a rose.

When a man gives a rose to a woman,

a rose is still just a rose.

But when I give this rose to you,

it is something more.

For this rose is my child.

I have planted it in the ground

with my own two hands

I have watered it every day

and pruned it

and warded away those that would harm it.

For this rose has my love,

I have sprinkled honey around it as it grew

and kissed it every single day

and warmed it with my breath

when the days grew cold.

But now I give this rose to you,

and in doing so

I am giving you my child,

and I am giving you my love.

This rose, is not just a rose.