A Rose Arose
Standing in a valley
Of which no one knows,
A rose arose
Between my toes.
Watching in awe,
For magic is what I saw.
The rose still grows
Even as wind blows.
Smiling happily,
The rose so lovely.
A rose arose,
Feelings arouse.
Seeing her in my mind,
Just as the rose, one of a kind.
The rose still flowers,
Even when against nature.
Standing in a valley
Of which no one knows,
A rose arose as thoughts of love
Flown to the sky above.
Copyright © Marissa Faries | Year Posted 2019
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