Roses Red
of all the flowers
it is the rose that I love best
and the most beautiful to me
is the color red
and in my journals red roses
I have pressed
and in my last gasp, my dears
let me hold a red rose to my lips
let me hold this beauty until my hand slips
and then, my dears
lay red roses upon my repose
and remember me always
when you happen upon
a red rose ...
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May 28, 2021
Poetry/Verse/roses red
Copyright Protected, ID 05-1358-611-28
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, All Yours (May 29)
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 05/29/2021
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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