She looks at me
each morning
Tall and beautiful
innocent
I watched her grow
bloom and mature
Until
she is
perfection
I approach
thinking of
wedding bells
Tenderly
I hold her
and cut the perfect red rose
for my buttonhole
A contest entry
- A red rose by Angelo di Luce.
480 points, ended June 24, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This is a very very fine pece of excellence!!!!
Penned it would seem to me by a very fine poet!
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Thank-you
One day I intend to be a fine poet.
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She grew just for you to pick her, so that she could adorn your being
All the best...
Me
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This is lovely!!!! It brought tears to my eyes!!! I am feeling all this right now!!!!! My oldest grandchild is planning her wedding for some time next year!!!! It is going to be so difficult watching her walk down that isle.... After all she is my baby, even-though she is 20 years old and will be 21 when she takes her vows.... I don't care haw old she get she's still my baby! I loved this piece.
Best wishes in this contest!!!!!!
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Your daughter, right?
Well, anyway, that's how I read it - and it's a nice wee poem.
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No
Just a poem.
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Nice anyway.
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okay Jeff had me til the buttonhole what the???
Okay okay i know.
well done here and besti wishes in the contest.
Love you
Passions
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All`s well, till you cut that perfect red rose
This write combines, love and hurt
maybe a rose symbolises that
Thank you
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