The Beauty of a RoseA Poem by thyraThe beauty of a rose exudes in rage, love. It is a classic piece found in one's garden during spring time. Everybody would be happy to touch, twirl and count its petals.
I counted the petals of a red rose,
same as a number of verses in prose. A tingling kiss, tastes like a sweetened hue. One petal flew and one went in pursue. I twirled it, laughed and sang a ho-hum fals. As it looked so lovely, I blew petals Oh, short stemmed roses tied in a bow. Laces and prints decorated in rows. For me, the beauty of a rose to prove is a humbled epitome of rage… love. © 2016 thyraAuthor's Note
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