To my friend Jeanne Marie-December Rose. ❤

Sweetly played the soft repose
The November day December rose
Awakened from her slumber life
She looked upon that man of strife
She kindly bid him thinking
If that man would just stop thinking
Then I could leave without goodbye
December hugged herself up tight
She tried she did with all her might
To say the words pushed down just right
She choked them out and wiped her tears
She held them closely even feared
The Mister with that fist of words
She backed out once, then twice
Standing in the door she and softly
Was no more the wife of the mister man
To herself softly she said I think I can
Remembering the girl December rose
Who sang so softly this sweet repose
December Rose is her name
I call her Pinky
I’m a December rose 🌹. LOL
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Yes you are sweet Rosy! Lovely December rose! 😀
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☺️🌹
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Very beautiful!
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Awe thank you Ms Vee! ❤
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You’re welcome. 😃
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Thank you so much Ms Vee
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You’re welcome!
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❤️💟
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💕💟
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So beautiful !!! ❤
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Thank you Paul I’m happy you like it! ❤
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❤
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❤ ❥ ❣~ღ~thank you
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