A poem for my love of Rosie. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Is it an angel's secret tears In the heart of a rose when the dew appears? Or the scroll that curls at the petal's edge That talks of love and a lover's pledge? Or is it the perfume, deep and sweet Where the loveliest hours of the summer meet To lighten the heart and to ease the woes And make us live for the love of our Rose. My loving thoughts of dear Rosie Love Daddy xx