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Like To Dress Like A Rose…

I always like to dress like a rose,
Each and every petal in place,
Look charming to my eyes,
Like to smell good as God made me,
Spread my fragrance with His words.
Want to be loved and celebrated,
A memory that last for ever.
When I am gone I still like to be the same,
Always dress like a rose…
Plant a tree on my grave,
I will always smell good under the sheet of flowers…


© 2012 Pimmi Nag