A conversation between flowers ...A Poem by ROSALIND
Tearful Red Roses.
Not a hush or a sound Poppies frown bitterly And Buttercups sigh deeply The tired daisy forgets to smile. Now the season has wilted away. Not one beautiful flower left in sight.  © 2013 ROSALIND |
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Added on April 2, 2013 Last Updated on April 9, 2013 Author
ROSALINDEDINBURGH, lothian , United KingdomAboutHello my name is Rosalind and I first started writing poetry in April of 2011. I am a born again Christian and have a wonderful relationship with father God I would have never imagined for one second.. more..Writing
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