Oh how beautiful you are
waving on your stem
a perfect picture
to behold
your attar floods my senses
so sweet and fragrant
deep musky scents
that beguile me
your hips full and plump
rose water or tea I make
or rose scones to eat
a chocolate I savour
standing in stately splendour
full blooms reaching skyward
I pluck one so that its
perfume I can extract
how can I not admire thee
as you climb up a wall
or smother a fence
with wonderful blooms
you creep alone the ground
or soar high into the sky
stand upright in beauty
you have it all to show
so many colours
all different hues
Rose, I worship thee
as my soul you delight
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I've being saying for ages now that it's amazing what readers can learn simply by reading the works of others on these poetry sites, and I've sure learned from this...
Best wishes
Bill
Lovely as usual xx
don't forget Jesse's hoe down yeeehawww