• Rose rose rose rose
    “How is she today,” I wonder as I wait for my daughter to wake.
    Will I ever see thee wed
    I pace around the room as people come and go. All of them entranced by Rose’s beauty. However none are right and they are all rejected by her. I wonder if she’ll ever get married. My chest tightens at that thought.
    I will marry at thy will
    She comes by, laughing sweetly like candy, hair scented like roses and glistens in the sun light. I am struck by this feeling in my chest as I watch her.
    Sire
    My eyes widen as she whispers in my ear. I feel immobile as she skips off, turning once to smile back at me with joy in her eyes.
    At thy will
    Rose, my lovely Rose. I love you.