“Whats in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet” -Shakespeare
A gift for you,
A rose is all I could get you,
I hope you dont think less of me,
For this is all I could afford.
And although this rose could never compare
When I saw it all I could do was stare
and think of You, fighting a Nightmare,
and how even in those Moments,
I find that for you i care,
So I ignore their comments,
and give you this one rose,
and like the Model you are,
with it you pose,
amidst the stars,
which shine with envy,
for the beauty found on earth,
not of Earth, but of you.