Linda Moore

Veteran Poet - 1,038 Points (Indiana)

A Wild Rose - Poem by Linda Moore

Finding peace and pleasure, risking the pain.
Wanting and comfort, we do it again.
Love lives where the wild roses grow.
Tangled in the spiked brush, a crimson glow.

Delicate petals satin soft,
Bathed in a halo of light aloft.
Yes, love lives where the wild roses grow.
Without hesitation, we instinctively go.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 19, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 20, 2011


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