Victoria King - pink roses

The little pink rose holds my first blush,
My first breath that I took,
The way I look up to my daddy,
The way I learn to cook from my loving mother,
The way I realized that I loved my hero and everyone around me,
the way that i will follow in my parents footsteps and become a responsible adult.

Victoria King

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pink-roses-6/