The sprouting rose with thorns and such...

A rose of sprouting thorns and such...

I just hope you know i love you much...

I know this is another cheesey love poem...

But, this is for you I hope you know...

Your smile iis like my sunshine through rain...

Your tears are like over barring pain...

And as I must say your heart is like my life...

Your my miracle that will never fade..