Free Cee a Rose Arose

Cherie-A ROSE AROSE T’was once a rose, t’was once a weed No thorns upon her stem decreed The rose, for that weed, fulfilled his every need A bud with nectar sweeter than any mead Alas, the two had never met One simple dahlia kept them apart The weed was angry, the rose upset That rose so sweet yet a weed too tart But then sweetened was that weed one day While ignoring anything Mother Nature had to say Now two stand stoic together in a humble way And are no longer frightened when the sky turns gray That weed required no promise, nor vow Only a day of peacefulness by the sea At once took that rose a curtsied bow And shared with each other honeysuckle tea No union together for forever declared Just a few daisy days to share and care The two were simply platonic ally paired United by the graciousness of a garden rare © 2012…..free cee!