Roses And Stems Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Roses And Stems



Far off too the distant land my sea.
Such is each wave different we-race froward.
Three percent skimmed rich in Futures grace
With thee, 'I cherished the stride the pace.
The well worn way, I pursueth walking through,
forlorn are whom, that wear a smileless face.
The whole year through.
Made roses and stems, from tireless hard use.
Thorns once when beggered, blunted are refused.
When bloody red roses, are heavy made full.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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