I found the reddest rose
upon this bush.
It reminded me
that you were still there
while all I could do
was crawl.
The reddest rose,
I found it
just for you
among the ones
that were
whithering away.
This rose,
the reddest rose
in my garden,
I held
as I shed tears
for losing you
once again.
The reddest rose,
I threw to you
as they lowered you
into the ground.
This rose
holds the love
I felt for the years
we had together.
I found the reddest rose
just for you, Mom.
Author notes
my mom is not dead... i just wrote this cause i was bored and it sounded good at the end.... Scouts out!
how does this poem make you feel..........
Comments
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good poem. I miss u....lol
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sad, but a kind of happy sad. if that makes sense. it reminded me of all the ppl i hav ever loved that hav died...but its still beautiful.
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