Roses Are Red Poems · Love
Roses Are Red (But They Fade in a Day)
Roses are red, but they fade in a day;
the chocolates get eaten, the cards thrown away.
So here is the one gift that time won't undo:
the rest of my life, every day, loving you.
Original poem © QuillOak — free for personal use.
“Roses Are Red (But They Fade in a Day)” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/roses-fade-love-stays
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