Portia White

The Reddest Rose - Poem by Portia White

Redder then the reddest lips,
Like velvet to the finger tips.

Red with passion and love,
It is more special then any white dove.

Given by lovers on special days,
And it show love in all ways.

So sweet and pure,
So much beauty to be endured.

Now I know there is no lovelier.
Then this beautiful red rose.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written by my 6 year old sister thank you so much Celine for letting me use your poem.

Comments about The Reddest Rose by Portia White

  • Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (11/13/2012 5:10:00 PM)

    Ah! ! ! A poet with a sense of humor (see comment below)
    And a sister who is a master poet at 6 yrs of age.
    And a humble poet who hogs not the fame.
    I'm keeping my eye on you and your poems.
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  • (11/13/2012 2:12:00 AM)

    beautiful excellent i like it alot please post more oh wait thats me please read and comment (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 13, 2012

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