Where Roses Blossom

Omnimax47

Blossoming to and fro.

Upon the graves of fallen men.

Along the road to open land.

A blossoming rose in your hand.

Where roses Blossom.

 

Always growing

never ceasing.

A symbol for the

ones we’ve lost.

Beautiful, Magnificent.

Yet, simply just a rose.

Where roses Blossom.

 

A flower just to set aside.

No, much more than

just a flower.

A key to beauty and joy.

A sign, a word, a memory perhaps.

Roses to tend and care.

Why do roses blossom.

 

  • Author: Alfred Lord Tennyson (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 28th, 2018 09:28
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 10
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  • orchidee

    A fine write Omni. Reminded me of a song 'Only a rose'. before my time even, from 1925 originally.



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