A ROSE
When I saw a rose today
I thanked God and I prayed
For their petals have such grace
They never run life’s race
As they sway in the breeze
They open with such ease
I love the red ones most
As they touch my heart with hope
And they slowly release blooms
Just as I will very soon
Yes, they reveal my soul
Are more precious than pure gold
And God sends beams of light
As the rose grows to its height
One day their petals go
Carried in the wind that blows
In elegance they die
It's their way to say goodbye
By carmurr
© 2011 carmurr
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