Plain Against The Great Poem by justine spohn

Plain Against The Great



The mighty and beautiful red rose sits highest in the bush.
In the best corner of the yard where the sun shines all day.
A perfect amount of golden rays an angle among the saints.
Among the normal flower.
While a lonely dandilion Weeps and droops.
On the far other end of the yard where the sun never shines.
A life she shall live for the rest of her sorrowfull life....

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Joseph Poewhit 12 November 2008

Everyone has there own part to play -all roses - uck

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