"Imperfect Face"A Poem by Valentine
"Imperfect Face"
In the garden of flowers. Sits one perfect rose, Catching every eye In vanity... she grows. Growing beside of her, An imperfect face Wilted and just hanging, Draped... in shrouded lace. Finally... catching the eye, Of the gardener's shears, Shriveling, she tried to hide; She hung her face in fear. Deciding to take her home And not cast her away; Placed in a vase with water, She stands today. Growing... so profusely She cast away all fear, And... in silent contentment ... Stayed in full bloom... for years. {P&C} Valentine © 2008 Valentine© 2015 ValentineReviews
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