I Touched a Delicate Rose
I spy a rose I suppose
Just a little new born tender
Bud of a rose of a rose of a rose
Bud I I I I myself spy a rose
I touched
Its sepals and its Petals so soft and alive
Delicate, a rose
Its stem and its thorns
I I I I am privileged
I touched a rose
Copyright © Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther | Year Posted 2023
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