my rose


RoSe

The sun rises east of here
in a place where beauty grows
the rays shine down upon the
petals of a lovely pink rose.

It grows with love and laughter
to new heights every day
this beautiful pink rose
so very, very far away




Poetry by Nathan
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Written on 2007-01-30 at 19:49

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