When The Roses Fell

I remember the day when the poor roses fell

A day like no other I've found

You came from the garden with flowers to sell

With roses all over the ground

Caught in the middle was a flower of gold

None like I've ever seen

For the roses it seemed didn't want to be sold

As they lay there guarding their queen

There was so much beauty in one single place

That the people couldn't help but stare

In spite of the roses, they looked on your face

The most beautiful flower there

As I looked at this flower that lay among thorns

A smile in my heart starts to grow

For the petals of gold that your flower adorns

Had such a beautiful glow

I will never forget when the poor roses fell

For I chose the flower within

From the moment I saw you I could already tell

I couldn't wait for our life to begin

Reviews

[Wolfhilde]

This is such a beautiful poem. So very well written. It reads so good and your words touches the soul. :)

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Just Beautiful...

[Michael G.]

Painting lovely pictures with words is an art form you have mastered. Well done, Whisk.