Dying Rose Poem by George Samuel

Precious rose avoid summer sun
That blink when faces meet
Though furious that eyes full of ruin
Fears and furry dim at a colorful set
In distance mission and weather ablaze
The fires dull at her obeisance
Before a blowing beautiful breeze
Slow slow down threatening the roses presence
Like today acres close
While the sunny gaze abide
In hast colors of our roses fade
And lost a seat in paradise
Dose it claim a river run
Bring a flood over a happy brow
Got it wet before the sun
Soon avoid thy beauty dying slow
By hot by hate
Of sunny stare
Which through our rosy gate
Never saw so much but fear
Travel alone paradise
Paradise lost lovely rose fade
Away threaten by hot heaven host
Burning for a decade