Mother Rose
Just like the silent sound of the lighting,
Thunder's lights spread all over in the sky.
Rose's awesome brightness so igniting,
Romances pink's dots very dim and shy.
Thundering sounds jet black paints on heart
Yet, leaves no particle on sky a scar.
Beautiful scents made its petals an art.
So, rose never been hurt by its thorns bar.
Glowing sun shows the aesthetics value.
Without the sun's love and its grace so pure,
Rose would have gone static in growth of blue
And nothing would be rain to be its cure.
Though guided is rose with flimsy bright thorns
Yet, it equips the rose nature adorns.
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® Olábòsóyè Wèmímó Oláolúwá
Copyright © Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa | Year Posted 2022
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