The White Rose Poem by Wesley Mincin
The White Rose
Innocent and pure is the White Rose.
A symbol of purity.
A virgin of pain and passion
Oh, so callow is this flower!
Delicate and young!
Without the knowledge of it's cousins,
the Red,
and Black Rose.
White is the rose as it stands before the golden sun,
swaying gently in the,
silent breeze.
It has no voice
It has no sin
A child among flowers
But still a flower,
we sometimes wish we were.
This is a beautiful poem, Wesley. 'A child among flowers.../we sometimes wish we were.' is a superb sentiment. An absolute pleasure to read. S :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 12:25:25 AM # 1.0.0.1119
very beautiful poem! ...