Young Rose Poem by Lauren Joy

Young Rose



Poised like a young rose
Looking to the sun
For signs of her future
What will she become?
Rain soaks her soft skin
Quenches her earnest thirst
For new growth and change
To embrace, charge, and burst
The breeze sings her lullabies
Laden with wishes and dreams
The promise kisses her cheek
There is more than she can see

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Lauren Joy

Lauren Joy

Melbourne, VIC
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