The White Bouquet Poem by Rose Smith

The White Bouquet



Blossoms of pure white; larger than life.
Blooming in my heart, long after the strife.
Your fragrance seeped into my soul,
with love, warmth and a peace I long to know.

So much beauty within thee.
Illusion, dream or glimpse of what can be?

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Stephen Stirk 08 June 2009

A succinct and beautiful love poem. The imagery is fine Best Steve

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