Prayer is worth more than a rose
in my hand where love grows
for God and all he knows
The rose has a thorn
which Jesus felt on the crown he had worn.
the rose is red as the blood from his head
when he was crucifed before we were born.
A contest entry
- Short Form Spirituals by Samplette.
600 points, ended May 13, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wonderful theme. Once again near the end you loose your rhyming scheme. otherwise a wonderful poem
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An excellent piece of poetry. I love this write and how it made me feel. Very nice work. Thank you for entering the contest.
Sam
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