Rose, Rose
Wilted as only we know
Once aglow
Now drooping low
Your heart mine
Forever divine
Eyes lit to shine
The smile meant to blind
Glass shimmer
As your skin glimmers
The sun getting dimmer
As we pick a winner
Love shattered
Like a glass pattern
What you need to earn
Is no one's concern
Rose, Rose
Wilted as only we know
Once aglow
Now drooping low
--Alice Madison
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Book of Poems!
PoetryJust some poems I scribbled down and decided to post for y'all to read.
