Beauty, why do tears grace your lovely cheeks?
What words have been said to wound your sweet heart?
Know now, these tears do not make you seem weak;
Your great sadness only sets you apart.
Pain does show the depths of your emotions,
Proving you a beauty beyond your skin;
As lovely as any without potions
I hope that my words your heart do win
Just know, you're as lovely as any rose,
Your wit as formidable as a thorn;
I would risk pain if it was me you chose
Of course, I know it is a hope forlorn
My dear rose, much too beautiful for me,
Thank you for letting me see your beauty.
~F.L.
Alice gently hugged the parchment to her chest. Frank Longbottom had called her his rose! How could he think she wouldn't want him? She had to go find him to tell him yes!