“He who wants
a rose must respect her thorns.” Unknown author
She found her home in you. She awaits for your coming
home to her and creating new life.
She is
your Queen, rose and she waits for you, her King to be one in flesh.
She knows of
your importance, she sees it every time her eyes close. She knows, hears and
sees what is to come and fear is not standing in her way. Long as she waited
for your coming home to her and living new lives. Her service is to be the
mother to all. After all, you are her King and she is your Queen. She is my
special rose that I have chosen for you, her beauty can be overwhelming, I ask
that you take special care of her, ‘Love Her.’ Go to her, look into her eyes
and see, be one with her, she has let go and is waiting for you, her King to
pick the right rose this time.
Written and
created by My Mother Rose
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