My husband came inside with love in his eyes, Carrying a beautiful red rose that was his secret prize. He said, “Little Babe, look what I have for you…” It was a flawless red rose still glistening with dew. Moments like that are frozen in time, Memories of a love that was at its prime. Today we have separate lives, but the memory is still sweet. A single red rose will always make my heart skip a beat.