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Experience!
What do YOU see .....................
dream
and
what do you feel ......
The Rose Bush
There is rose bush that grows in my
yard
Covered in thorns to protect it from
harm
It grows wild in the spring a beauty
to behold
Produces exquisite roses dangerous
to hold
Starts out small just a little bud
to start
But some sun and water and the
petals start to part
As it opens you begin to see the
splendor within
And can smell its fragrance so sweet
it’s a sin
You can take the flowers from the
bush they can brighten up your day
But after too long the magnificence
of them wilts away
In fall the leaves die and the roses
fall down
But again in the spring new growths
come around
A brand new stem with brand new
leaves
Brand new buds, each one different
and each unique
The rose bush always blooms there
hidden away from sight
It comes back each year though
through weeds it has to fight
So I like that wild rosebush and
respect it in a way
And I hope it never dies and its
attractiveness always stays
Phoedelicious
: February mmii
......... and you may feel fortunate
Peg
Boettcher
(etched
glass)
"
.... and Tom, the cabin boy, just smiled .... "
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