The rose that flies*
Walking down a street one sunny day
Minding my own business and going my way
Pass by a park with a pretty singing voice
Could it be the girls or could it be the boys
Bordered bushes a plenty rowed side by side and smell the scent
A cardinal just went past me in the bush it went
I had no time to say bye bye
But I remembered the rose that day it was the rose that flies.
Dom* Colucci
Copyright ©2009 Dominic Colucci
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I finally got the point!*
I finally got the point!* Have you ever noticed where you stand? Casting your eyes outward across the land Now you come across an epiphany...
dearest soulbro,
ReplyDeleteits simply lovely.. i loved the eyes that saw the rose flying.
wish you a stellar sunday when you wake up.
Golden Lotus of God's Love..I love cardinals, they remind me of roses in flight..enjoy my love(+)
ReplyDeletesoulbro*
ps I love the eyes that read my poem as well.