The Rose
R eds and yellows, pink and white
bursting bright with color.
O verwhelming all in sight,
never growing duller.
S cents that take the breath away,
permeate the air.
E nchanting all they meet each day,
chasing every care.
Rebirth
Four days
Her petals furled
Gainst chilling wind and rain.
Came sun-and rose disclosed her heart
Pure gold.
-Emma Berthelot
1 comment:
Alice - your flowers are amazing! I loved the poems that you included and the info you give us 'non green thumbers'!
Bobbi
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