Ah, the rose,
Many colours, depths, and meanings.
The flower is unique amongst others,
And yet so beautifully ordinary.
'Tis the season's passion,
Whilst love it bring in saying.
And crying rebirth of all proposal,
The sad ending to a story.
It dons a defense not easily in sight,
When broken, it flies so beautiful.
It is the burning light in a lover's eyes,
And the sadness of all that is fair.
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Where All Dawn Breaks - A Poetry Book
PoesíaThis is a collection of poetry, both mine and not. If it was written by somebody else, credit will be given as possible.
