The RoseA Poem by SKIP FahertySmooth, Silky, Pedal, Stems Blackened Tips, Blossom rayed, Reason laid arrest. Trice, mentally waylaid, Moment’s pleasant dream, Departure deeply cherished, Reminisce without routine. Realism must be recovered, Daily bliss must I return, Memories will be carried, Offer that I yearn in esteem. © 2014 SKIP Faherty |
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