Roshaun Beasley


A White House - Poem by Roshaun Beasley

There is an old abandoned house.

I planted a white rose in it's precious soil.

Clouds begin to rain calmly on the peaceful rose.

Its sparkling roots and stems slowly cover the house.

I returned the next day only to see the white rose turn the house into a big, beautifully white rose.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 12, 2009



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