Tag: roses

My Mother, A Rose

Burnished veil of gossamer light floats into the ancient garden come bright morning’s dawn Venus blushes with the single rose Advertisements

The Roses

It seems like only yesterday since you took your last breath. Life circles and cycles through, we carry on, as if nothing important happened when we said goodbye.

Haiku: Young Love

Silent heart flutters

Love and Roses

Love and Roses -Linda Lee Lyberg A rose can smell so sweet Yet cut you like a knife Its thorns will pierce deep And rob you of your life  

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