Constance La France Poet Verse

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The Red Rose

I linger in fantasies and in dreams,
   oh, this is heavenly to me-
   In dreams visions come floating it seems,
and I imagine a beautiful rose,
and I am dressed in Victorian clothes
     I touch the delicate sweetness,
     and admire each petal's neatness.
I drink in the mystical red beauty!
     Slowly, petals are opening,
     and the life I led is fading,
     then, I see myself in repose.
I exist now, only in night fantasy-
                                    As the red rose.

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December 16, 2016

Poetry/Verse/The Red Rose
Copyright Protected, ID 16-858-639-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

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Andrea Dietrich December 18, 2016 at 7:27 PM wow, Constance. I sure do hope she will like this one. It's just perfect!! a rosy SEven to you.

James Inman December 18, 2016 at 10:07 AM I picked a beautiful red tea rose bud with an almost perfect shape and gave it to someone the other day. Lovely poem BW.