{"id":465,"date":"2015-06-18T01:25:45","date_gmt":"2015-06-18T06:25:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/?p=465"},"modified":"2015-06-18T23:52:55","modified_gmt":"2015-06-19T04:52:55","slug":"the-red-rose-of-texas-irelands-red-rose","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/2015\/06\/18\/the-red-rose-of-texas-irelands-red-rose\/","title":{"rendered":"The Red Rose of Texas (Ireland’s Red Rose)"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’ve got words trapped within my drugged and exhausted mind,<\/span><\/p>\n

If only the words could surface somehow it would be a poetic find,<\/span><\/p>\n

I know there are words of journeys afar that you and I will one day take,<\/span><\/p>\n

No doubt a photographic wonderland so beautiful you never take a break,<\/span><\/p>\n

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In a place this beautiful there must be a place reserved for only you,<\/span><\/p>\n

For you are the most beautiful rose this old rose thorn ever knew,<\/span><\/p>\n

So many varieties of Passion flower that grow like bush and vines,<\/span><\/p>\n

In a place so wonderful there must also be all types of passion wines,<\/span><\/p>\n

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In a place with passion wine there must be places where lovers meet,<\/span><\/p>\n

So little has been said of passion wine but I’ve heard it’s aroma is sweet,<\/span><\/p>\n

Let me take your hand, my angel, and we will walk the paths of this land,<\/span><\/p>\n

There is nothing better for my health than a long walk holding your hand,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Let me take you soon on a lover’s journey to a place where flowers grow,<\/span><\/p>\n

We may find a rose so beautiful that no botanist or scientist will know,<\/span><\/p>\n

I’d name that rose the Patti Rose after the rarest beauty I have seen,<\/span><\/p>\n

Appropriately named for you, a special rose of beauty and velvet sheen,<\/span><\/p>\n

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We will have a sample freeze dried, to encapsulate in a resin that’s pure,<\/span><\/p>\n

This rose\u00a0 must compare to your beauty and it must have your sweet allure,<\/span><\/p>\n

As we walk the paths of this land so far away there’s more for us to discover,<\/span><\/p>\n

You and I have walked these paths before as we found mysteries to uncover,<\/span><\/p>\n

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No doubt I describe to you an island you and I have visited before,<\/span><\/p>\n

It is of my mother’s homeland and my ancestors we’ve come to adore,<\/span><\/p>\n

Ireland is a beautiful land that can’t be described in one word or rhyme,<\/span><\/p>\n

If I wrote enough poems of beauty I may find way if given the time,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Although Ireland is beautiful it has no place to compare to the beauty of you,<\/span><\/p>\n

Each time I whisper “you’re beautiful” in your ear,\u00a0 know my words are true,<\/span><\/p>\n

I find the red rose the most beautiful flower that God placed for us to view,<\/span><\/p>\n

If asked who is the most beautiful woman I know I would yell out it’s you,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Soon we will journey again to this land we both love so very much,<\/span><\/p>\n

There is something magical in this land as it increases feel and touch,<\/span><\/p>\n

My love for you grows even more each day as I discover more of you<\/span><\/p>\n

You are the Red Rose of Texas and Ireland, the color of your lips says it’s true,<\/span><\/p>\n

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We will rent our room upon the lake’s shore and watch Irish sunsets again,<\/span><\/p>\n

Each time I know I’m going to travel with you I can’t wait for the trip to begin,<\/span><\/p>\n

Soon, my angel, we will journey there and again we will make love on the lake,<\/span><\/p>\n

Until we take our journey, please know I love you more with each breath I take.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The end, for Patti by Pat. \u00a0Written while in the hospital in Houston Texas, spring 2015. \u00a0I love to travel with you Patti, it’s always a joy to share a trip with you. \u00a0I love you my beautiful little girl.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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