A Time for Roses-a tribute to MP's love

A rose just might be taken for dead

when covered with leaves and winter's snow,

but when it's again a time for roses

that rose will spring forth and grow.

Hurt can be hidden so no one can see

when covered with fear or hate,

but love can erase all that is hidden

if you let it before it's too late.

Don't let the anger of your tortured soul

blind you to what could be,

a love that's as fresh as a rain-drenched rose

this love can happen between you and me.

I may not be the one you had chosen

and you're not the one I would claim,

but sometimes lives deals us a hand

and we play it to stay in the game.

So what may now seem hidden or dead

like the roses waiting for spring,

if given the chance love can bloom too

when it's time for roses again.

--Joyce Jackson

I came across this poem the other day and thought it expressed all aspects of MP's relationship from the beginning up to now.

Pippa darling...a very beautiful poem indeed...and suits our Michi to the T.....its perfect fro them....😃