English Poetry

Beauty’s Rose

Richard Jarboe

Beauty’s Rose
Will never die
Fresh as spring
as the eye.

Beauty’s Rose
Never fades
In memory
of brighten days.

Raise your glass
to times gone past
Raise your glass
to loveliness.

Beauty’s Rose
Blooms in winter,
Beauty’s Rose
Bloom in memory.

Raise your glass
to times gone past
Raise your glass
to loveliness.

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One Response to “Beauty’s Rose”

  1. amit jain says:

    very very nice…..

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