Flower Poem

Roses

© Jacquelyn Upton
No matter where you see a Red Rose
Whether itís in a store or wild and free
You always see it withering
Thereís never a chance to grieve until itís gone
But if you look onto a Yellow Rose
The color is always perfect
The petals are never drooping
And theyíre always of abundanceÖ.


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Published: Oct 2008

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