When it feels a lot like fall
I'll look to the rose
The vast array of her beauty
Brightens all that's fallen
Nature's breath rearranges lying leaves
Yet she dances
Turning a still day into a song
How then will I weep
Dew glistening on her as tears of joy
No fall hasn't come
It's the season of her bloom
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Author:
John Lee (
Offline) - Published: October 12th, 2023 00:16
- Comment from author about the poem: Written to a friend whose wife was diagnosed with cancer
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
That’s absolutely beautifully written your time will come to blossom for right now continue to be a little rose bud
Awe thank you
Your welcome
This is so beautiful I love it!
Thank you Ninja Girl
You’re welcome!
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