The Rose
- Wayne Breckenridge III
- Oct 5, 2021
- 1 min read
The rose that I saw was the most beautiful rose
Strong and prickly from root to bud
But after a time you started to welt
With that my heart started to melt
Day by day your petals fall
Day by day your death stalled
Dead and withered I held you close
To my heart where I loved you the most
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