Roses Poem by Char Pattrick

Roses



Roses can touch even the smallest soul
But not from having thorns, but perfume
Often the night glimmers little dew drops
Deep in the soul we see a a candle lit
And it hath been deep within my heart
Like fear the mist of a scented rose bud
Where the soul comes to rest and refresh
Not in appearance does it ever need hide

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