Friday, January 2, 2004
THE ROSE
A Multi- Foliate rose up- on it An ornate cream vase, chipped at the edges Stands in the corner holding a rose In its outstretched palms: Red beauty, fades In splendor Like A rain that Has spent itself up- On a summer’s evening, And is now passing up the valley side Towards a new town in hopes of a...
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