A Lily, A Rose Poem by Charlie Bain

A Lily, A Rose



A rose, a rose
A flower of red
Attraction and lust
So fills my head
For it I left my darling Lily
My white and pure perfection

A rose, a rose
A flower of thorns
A passion bright
That scraped and scorned
For it I left my darling Lily
My gentle flower of soul

A rose, a rose
A flower so rare
A boy who promised
But never was there
For him I left my darling Lily
The boy who held my heart

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Charlie Bain

Charlie Bain

Fort Oglethorpe, GA
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