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The Rose

 

 

The Rose

The rose is a ruby gem,

Through the thorns rip and tear,

Silk petals dance in the breeze,

And even the leaves are red.

The rose is a fair maiden,

Whose beauty never ceases,

Its temperament can change in an instant,

But the love shall never leave.

The rose is a living thing,

Who breathes, eats, and sleeps,

Who is born and lives and dies,

And grows with care and love.

The rose is a heart,

Red and in bloom,

It changes, and sometimes loves and hates,

Or really both inside.

The rose is a wild thing,

Tamed and bred long ago,

She is beautiful, but often rough,

And still its instincts are alive,

But is beautiful like a ruby gem.

 

Sean Goodridge

Grade 6