Black-Winged Rose Poem by Jean Renwick

Black-Winged Rose



All the world’s dying young
And I’m just hanging in here
Take the black with the white
Thinking it will clarify the grey
But all the days in the world
Won’t make the black-winged rose
Change colour.

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Jean Renwick

Jean Renwick

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