A White Rose Poem by White Tiger

A White Rose



A rose so delicate, living day by day
Giving life, through its gentle sway

On wind blown matter, it strives to live
Struggling through the elements, trying to re-live

In a motionless wonder, it seeks to find
A new born rose of the same known kind

In opening its petals, it shows the charm
Of its poise, its beauty, its collective calm

Roses don't die, they just fade away
To blossom each other, another day

And a white roses beauty is second to none
As forever we'll remember her, now that she's gone.


C.vergara
05.21.1989

Monday, November 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: romantic
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rigzen Angmo 23 November 2015

I loved the last two lines and a white rose's beauty is second to none. As I forget will remember her, now that she is gone! Beautifully written. Thanks for sharing!

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