No One Knows This Precious Rose Poem by JoAnn McGrath

No One Knows This Precious Rose



No one knows this precious rose
and how the long bitter winter froze
Holding back it's beauteous din
and thereby deadening wealth within

No one knows this precious rose
and how sharp and pungent pathos goes
Till withered one day lay in vain
Hoping for the healing rains

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