The Withered Rose
Has beauty given the rose the notion
That it is the jewel of the garden
The butterfly may make that connection
So the beholder's eye holds beauty then
Perhaps that is how it is predisposed
Because there is no reason to pretend
Outer beauty fades like the withered rose
And our tears may descend like falling rain
But inner beauty lies in sweet repose
That unseen beauty will always remain
Through every season and emotion
Surviving heartache, sorrow, loss and pain
The love of beauty we truly enjoy
But the beauty of love abides in joy
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2013
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