Dozen Roses Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Garish doubt the curse of disdain
Stone hearts echo their contempt
Eleanor Roosevelt smiles so deep
I love women that carry all of us
Your smile makes my day sweetie
My sisters I love you, teach me

Only two of us here, let’s get along
My darling, it's time for a moon dance
Misogynists are so ugly and rude
Forgive me for not being a gentleman
Hand in hand is the way home
By the way, you are so beautiful

Doesn’t she deserve a dozen roses?