Without The Rose Poem by shelbie bozeman

Without The Rose



Love is like a rose
good to hold and smell
but then that rose begins to die
and you go through hell

One thing you should know my friends
is that love can scorn
and just like life
every rose has it's thorns.

but as the rose you hold
withers and fades away
another rose has appeared
and your pains is taken away.

This cycle of life
no one will ever know
why we would fight amongst ourself
for that one single rose

And even though we try
to let our pain go
we can't do it
without that rose

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Barbara Terry 17 May 2008

The last stanza reminds me of my poem, 'My Heart Is Like The Red Rose.' Love is definitely like the thorns of the rose, prickly at best. I saw only one spelling error in the third line of third stanza. you have 'appererred' and it should be 'appeared'. Thank you for sharing. Love & hugs, Barbara

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