Teardrops

The Rose

The queen of all flowers,
The king of her heart,
The nectar of the bee,
Before he can depart.

She has an appealing presence,
And a scent so strong,
Bringing lovers together,
And making them last long.

The blackness of her beauty,
Brings not the deep hatred,
But rather a chance to prove himself,
That he had so long waited.

The pinkness of her cheeks,
Brings joy to the newly wedded,
And happiness to the new born family,
Wiping traces of any tears shedded.

The redness of her appearance,
Bringing peace to the soul that goes,
And grievance to her dear ones,
Such is the power of the ROSE.

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