Walterrean Salley (Savannah, Ga)
Rose Charm
Oh, how sweet the rose.
On and on its fragrance goes,
With a heavenly scent.
And when the heart is sore
(Pain, sorrow and more) ,
Causing one to lament—
Like a magic wand,
The rose lends a hand;
For it is such a mint.
Its beauty inspires,
(Of which one ne'er tires)
Leaving the heart content.
Its petals are gorgeous.
They subtly forge us
With their bold accent,
To embrace such presence
With a sense of reverence
And that, in any event.
The rose is for ages,
And yet engages—
Like a perfect gent.
It brightens the day
In such a way—
As if an 'agent' sent.
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My mother tried growing roses, we found it difficult, your writing about them makes it easy, there are no thorns hear just pure innocents and vitality.
Beautiful I really enjoyed this one so much. Keep Up The Great Work!
A beauty is a joy forever. Please try reading my love poems and comment as well. Thank you.
WS, this poem is so beautiful as roses. The last line is very impressive! Great!
The fumes is lingering to our mind after we reading this,
so beautiful written by you salley, and rose always my fav flower
in poetry or in examples of life...the flower that has great nature lesson
keep it up_Unwritten Soul
The rose is for ages,
And its redolent petals
Beautiful poem! ! !
the rose is king of all flowers
in all the kingdoms spent
the rose is queen in all the towers
where all love's fire is pent
he rose is for ages,
And yet engages—.. so perfect poem.. it catches attention...10
roses are for all ages, yet we control and mange, our fancy and urge to pick, it needs gentle touch n nos tick...
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Beautiful! ! ! I can almost smell their sweet fragrance.
Roses will bloom again, just wait and see. This is as exquisite as the rose-sweet and delicate