So Red Is The Rose Poem by DM W

So Red Is The Rose



So red is the rose, in summer's most potent hour.
O its rich fragrance fills the warm afternoon air.
Nothing can compare to its beauty and power.
Except for you, with your features: graceful and rare.

Sunday, February 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty of rose
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