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Saturday, July 24, 2010

A Little Breath of Purity

A bouquet of perfect roses
A son's fragile symbol of love,
to a Mom , whose life he has become.

A bouquet of white roses
received with grace and tears
and forever treasured by a loving heart that's true.

A bouquet of roses aged with time
Etched and wrinkled,
yet perfect, beyond perfection
Such a love, cannot grow old or blind.

And when these roses, lie upon her breast
on that final of all days
she'll take with her, a little breath of purity
a gift, from the greatest gift of all.

A Lady's Life