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Red ,Red Rose

Red ,Red Rose

Red, red rose, she blew her breath
Fingers, it’s stem she caressed
Then she closed her eyes and breathed the fragrance in
Tell me red, red rose, where does love end

She placed the rose, gently against her lips
She plucked a single petal, with finger tips
And as the wind caught and carried up high
Tell me red, red rose, can love it fly

Slowly one by one, each petal fell
Upon the last in her eye, a tear it swelled
And then she sighed as she asked to her self
Tell me red, red rose, is for love, is this what is left

Red, red rose, red ,red rose
You stand for love you should know
Should we hold on tight with all our might
Must one day we let go

Red, red rose, red ,red rose
Your petals fly in the breeze
If I let go, red, red rose
What becomes of me.

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BLOSSOM

A beautiful sentiment to your poem Billy.  I loved the perspective from which you wrote this, and the symbolism of the rose.  A lovely write with such sweet yet sad emotion.  A vote from me Billy:)

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