by hawqeyeOxford, Nova Scotia, Canada
Sep 2012 362 Views 1 comments
Rose Of Esprit
Rose Of Esprit
The roses in her heart are many,
For all the roses she has seen,
Are in memory locked away in plenty,
For reflection where beauty has been.
They remind her of days gone by,
And days that are yet to be,
For time will find in someone's eye,
This lovely rose of esprit.
Roses are the fragrance of the heart,
Their smell invites love's return,
And their beauty bids sorrow depart,
To make room for new fire to burn.
G W (Bill) Marshall
The roses in her heart are many,
For all the roses she has seen,
Are in memory locked away in plenty,
For reflection where beauty has been.
They remind her of days gone by,
And days that are yet to be,
For time will find in someone's eye,
This lovely rose of esprit.
Roses are the fragrance of the heart,
Their smell invites love's return,
And their beauty bids sorrow depart,
To make room for new fire to burn.
G W (Bill) Marshall
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Posted: Sep 2012
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