Chelsea DeVries

Rookie (08/04/1991 / Florida)

The Rose - Poem by Chelsea DeVries

The rose
Blossoms from a small seed.
Becomes something everyone
Then wilts away into something
Everyone hates.
The rose
Dies leaving behind
A memory.

Comments about The Rose by Chelsea DeVries

  • (5/8/2006 12:19:00 AM)

    Well said. The world worships youth and when that is gone despises that which once was beauty itself, throwing it away like refuse. Still, a precious few retain the memory. Thus, beauty must be more than just on the surface if one is to have anything considered of value in old age. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/7/2006 10:04:00 PM)

    i love the analogy of the rose(i've wrote a couple myself)
    Plus my favorite fairytale is beauty and the beast
    (the really old version, not the corny disney version)
    It is a fantastic piece.
    Much love,
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 7, 2006

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