The Sounds of a Rose
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THE SOUNDS OF A ROSE
The Red Rose speaks softly
with velvety smoothness, it beckons me
come, hear my song of gladness
as I sing a lullaby
The Yellow Rose has a sound of authority
beware the thorns of life as you are
pricked by unforeseen events
tread carefully lest you stumble and fall
The Pink Rose is the rose of love shared
it sighs gently like a lover caressed
it glistens with dewdrops like tears of bliss
and seeks to be lovingly cared for
The Purple Rose is a rose easily bruised
its delicate nature makes it vulnerable
the aroma it creates is sensuous, yet innocent
treat it with care lest you crush its tender petals
love it with a certain purity and it will be yours forever
The White Rose is the symbol of purity
the voice is that of compassion
as it pleads with all who see it
be ye kind one to another
The Black Rose speaks in tones of finality
as it coaxes one on their death bed
come to me on your journey to eternity
where will you spend eternity is his question
Embrace the sounds of the rose
when each comes your way
let them engulf you in the special manner
yes, embrace the sounds of the rose
Copyright © Curtis Moorman | Year Posted 2018
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