BJ Crawford Holcomb
Blue Eyes - Poem by BJ Crawford Holcomb
Blue eyes peering thro' leaves of green
Bluer than the sky, bluer than the sea,
Oh, rarest flower! Blue Rose-so beautiful,
Others pale in compare,
Blue as the sapphire-the fairest of gems,
Bright as the bluest Star-in darkest night;
Ah, blue Rose, if Heaven were not made of Love,
Angels would envy thee!
Yet, in early-morn's dew, tear-drops fall from pools of blue,
Don't cry, little Rose, don't be sad!
With sweetest of fragrance-soft petals open, too
Reveal your lovely blue gown; blue Rose, you deserve the Crown!
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