The True Beauty Of The Rose Poem by Madison Montgomery

The True Beauty Of The Rose



The rose lives only a day
Though It's beauty is
Everlasting and naive.
It dances in the wind
And tips with a slight bind.
A tear falls from It's peddles
Leaving a hint of sorrow
In the hearts of all who see it.
The rose would not be elegant
If It's last peddle did not descend
And ceased to meet It's end.

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