Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 33,997 Points (1958 - / Tampa Florida, now living in Clearwater Florida)

Roses Made Thin - Poem by Is It Poetry

Far off too the distant land my sea.
Such is each wave different we-race froward.
Three percent skimmed rich in Futures grace
With thee, 'I cherished the stride the pace.
The well worn way, I pursueth walking through,
forlorn are whom, that wear a smileless face.
The whole year through.
Made roses thin, from tireless use.
Thorns once when beggered, are refused.
When bloody red roses, are heavy made thin.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011


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