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About This Poem
Grey Roses
From the deep depths of bleak and somber dreams
Those with grey roses living within them
There’s painful feelings made inside, it seems
The colors of the sky and the large farm
Beautiful the dream is all but the rose
They seem to be crying, having no charm
Here deep inside the dream the heart arose
Coming to rescue the broken rose bush
Like giving lifesaving drink from a hose
Now all roses turn colors are then lush
Perfect dream fantasies give a sure rush
Russell Sivey
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