The Rose Poem by Rubab Atwal

The Rose



There lay those thorns
That Spring had planted
And they waited for winter's bite
So in patience they bud beauty
And in jealousy they bled love
All of the beauty's pieces
Fell down to make a paradise
Just in time so the frost could see
All of the wonders that made Spring believe.

Wednesday, August 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Rubab Atwal

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