Richard Allen Beevor
A Rose - Poem by Richard Allen Beevor
Tender bloom of flowers red,
sharp thorn of the flower bed,
perfect shape of gentle frame,
beauty dwells within your name.
Single heart, cool April shower,
giving life unto this flower,
pale young buds from earth now show,
the beautiful design of a red rose.
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