Morning Rose Poem by Candika Niada
Morning Rose
Petals begin to open,
Dew begins to drip,
The sun begins to shine.
A good morning is near.
Flowers fully open now,
Unsheltered from the storm,
Rain drops crash down,
Bruising first one, then another.
Petals closing now as
Evening draws close.
The rain is dried up,
The bruises fade away.
Good night Flower.
Sleep tight Rose.
Sweet dreams Lilly.
A new day draws near.
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4/22/2024 8:24:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
good job candi....i like this softer side