Some years ago I was given a token of hope, Overflowing with beauty and far was its scope, It spoke to me radiantly And blossomed and bloomed Evading nature.s seasonality And lived and lived, survived In the minds of many but hearts of few Encompassing deep fragrances among those that drew A pure conclusion That this humble dedication Was a thorny return for The petals that paved the path to my love. I believe it was meant to be true, After all, the rose by my window was none other than you
