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A Dozen Roses

Full and slowly opening in the room a dozen roses bloom; large buds once tightly closed their fragrance open and arose; a beauty of colors, lavender base crimson tipped hues upon their face; blushing pinks ready to unfold, nothing better than a rose. The whites open freely as a single apricot glows discretely; centered on the table, to the sun exposed arranged carefully in layered rows; two short lavender in front, the apricot and two whites with seven tall lavender blooming in delight; such a treat, some special thought secured in love, not purchased just bought. A dozen roses mark the spot to say he loves me, loves me not? savored with a kiss upon the cheek, soft and gentle, please repeat; gratitude, appreciation for the years we played in the game of courting love on parade; recalled now thru times of vigor and vim, securing the memory of him. A dozen roses given for no reason, a costly price out of season; but the thought continues to survive in pressed dry petals, no longer alive; while in the warmth of spring's young sun love surpasses the short time we'd won; beautiful and true the lasting I love you. Kiss me soft and gentle into old age, write a love poem on the page; who would have thought how far we've come when life seemed ever on the run; busy and rushing, we did pause to keep life from slipping away just because; hold me closer, kiss me tender these are moments I want to remember. A dozen roses set the scene trimmed and tapered by the greens; baby breath, full, white and thick but it's the roses that make the mix; a wafted fragrance perfumes the air that carries heart and mind back there; the good times and the bad, the happy and the sad. They all bring a tear to my eye while on your shoulder I softly cry; give me back those times, summers warm and winter wines; as life goes on, brief as it is, we each had much to give; but roses lose their petals, bend and fade it is dreams that remain, keeps me safe, unafraid. Inspire an old song from the 60s days. Bring me a rose. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v1CgVvg9-5E

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Date: 5/13/2020 2:23:00 PM
Wow ! so romantic. Absolutely beautiful.
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Dm Babbit
Date: 5/15/2020 7:21:00 AM
Line, thanks so much for stopping by and reading. I had forgotten the flow of these poems, thanks for the reminder. Stay safe and well. Best wishes, DMB
Date: 3/23/2018 6:22:00 PM
My dear DM, this is such a beautiful, magical, romantic and powerful piece that I enjoyed reading! I love the smooth flow of this write and the amazing imagery you applied! Thank you great poet for sharing your great talents with us! Hugs and best wishes. Pandita
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Date: 3/17/2018 1:24:00 PM
your imagery is awesome DM you describe them so vividly I can almost smell them. I love the way you've described the gift of roses in many aspects of life especially given for no particular reason other than for love. I'm not a rose lover prefer carnations and orchid plants - if my hubby gave me roses i'd be suspicious lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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Dm Babbit
Date: 3/17/2018 1:42:00 PM
THanks Jan, I love orchids and carnations as well but my dad raised Jackson n Perkins rose and they were always perfect.

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