A rose goes dormant
As Fall turns into Winter
Thorns still showing
No buds appearing
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rain drops rolled down And the petals became wet bees collects honey as sun drains the mist and roses makes the symbols of love and life
Wonderful poem with a lovely portrayal of nature which gets its colour and fragrance from love all around. Thanks for sharing the poem.... @@@....Love is that rose / Soaking up the Sun and rain