A Word About My Rose

March 17th, 2012 by Charles

Last September, my cousin Amanda married her longtime sweetheart Kirk.  It was a beautiful wedding, and Emily was lucky enough to catch part of the bouquet.  (She’s too young guys, so back off!)  Here’s a little story she wrote about it.

In her own words:

A Word About My Rose

I once had a rose.  It was a beautiful red rose.  The stem was a beautiful shade of green.  I got it at a wedding.  The bride threw the rose and I caught it.  The next day it looked wilted.  The petals started falling off.  I was very sad.  I asked my mom if there was any way I could save it.  She said no. Then I got the idea of writing this story.

 

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