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When the Red Rose Was Released

She sits in her room alone and waiting Bursting to bloom is her anticipating This girl so young just a teenager at heart One day to adventure for her life to kick start She grew up reserved never venturing out Believing she was ugly her mind so in doubt Boyfriends she's never had close friends kept at bay No childhood deserves this not growing up to play Then out of the blue to the school ball she is asked Her mind now in circles showing it's protective mask The night arrives, in turmoil she sits waiting So beautifully dressed, soon to be dating Her apprehension runs riot, her life crying for change To live so normal and rid this inner derange As she turns to the door her eyes starting to tear A glow lights the room as a beautiful red rose appears Slowly she turns as she captures the sight This flower so red emitting this light This beauty of nature with it's petals so bloomed Radiate as they grace around her bedroom At the top of the stairs soon she'll walk down Into the arms of her date, wearing the most beautiful gown To the school ball she will go, with her chaperone When the red rose was released, no longer she'll be alone

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 7/13/2010 11:41:00 AM
This sounds so perfect x sarah x
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Date: 7/13/2010 10:10:00 AM
it is like a beautiful flower blooming in a field of wicked weeds and bloody barbwire.it is like a concrete rose in a graffiti jungle.
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Date: 7/10/2010 12:56:00 PM
Great write James, the red rose signifies a lot, its almost like a new start.. Had a look at your website as well.. Bookmarked for later reference :) tc Wilma
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Date: 7/10/2010 12:28:00 PM
great write again my friend...hard for me to keep up lol....always Michael
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Date: 7/10/2010 10:22:00 AM
Oh what a wonderful couplet James.. every school girls first date and dance and luv.. so beautifully captured in essence in your lines.. a lovely piece from the gifted Highander pen.. with luv..
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