The Rose of my Life was planted over 16 years ago.
During all this time I have watched her steadily grow.
Realizing year after year I have truly been blessed.
To see her beauty and love outshine all the rest.
The Rose of my Life has no flaw or thorn.
Blooming with love only, since she was born.
The buds have been shaped by kindness and care.
Family and friends have been lucky to share.
The Rose of my Life continues to amaze.
Every moment in time she reaches my gaze.
How beautiful and special can one rose be.
Each day I thank God she belongs to me.
With branches of blooms, too numerous to count.
Love is continuous, because of their amount.
The Rose of my Life is the Love of my Life.
The Love of my Life is my wonderful Wife.
This post was submitted by Ron Riegert.