Rose's are red, violets are blue short story/poet about love (Or Anything)
As I conclude this tale, I am reminded of the fragility of the human heart, its capacity to love, and the courage it takes to follow its whisperings. Rose's may be red, violets may be blue, but love, oh love, is a kaleidoscope of emotions that defies logic and transcends boundaries. And in the end, it is love that tru...