An arisen rose*
Oh rose of my life, I see you there
Fresh breeze wafts fragrance in the air
A stem that supports you, the sides with thorns
To be held gently, this to be warned
Your vibrant color that is brilliantly red
You sit in your beauty, in the rich garden bed
Dom*Colucci 2011
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Stop that and this goes*
Stop that and this goes* What have you done from the beginning to now All that you have learned from acceptance and allowed Like many that h...
you truly love roses, :)
ReplyDeleteanother beautiful poem dedicated to the gorgeous rose.
lots of love.
Roses are my favourite as well my Precious Flower of God's Love...and so is the Golden Lotus...I am so glad you enjoyed the poem...I went hiking on Buck Mountain Sunday and it was a very steep incline for being such a low peak mountain..very naughty of that mountain to be that way...especially when it got me lost a bit...I also awaited for you call...you may call me anytime after 7:01 my time which is 5 yours or weekends you are a 9 hour difference...as on weekends I am usually up and about around 10 here which is 7 there if you wish to hear my voice...miss you...enjoy as well(+)
ReplyDeletesoulbro*;)xoxoxo---{--@