Rose, the epitome of love,
Of royal fragrance, of beauty;
Petals as soft as a velvet glove,
With delicate leaves, green and sooty.
It is the queen of flowers, some say
Clad in prickly thorns,though it may
Red, yellow, pink and blue
It blooms in many, majestic hue.
Lily it is..slender, sleek and long
Warms the heart, lights a smile;
Graceful, tender, like a soulful song
Its presence known, around a mile.
It is the pride of ponds and lakes
Happy and joyful, a garden it makes.
Sweet, slightly strong aroma it has;
When wind whistles,it sways to jazz..
For the adult in me
This is a little silly,
But, would I be a rose? if I had to be..
Or a lily?
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If you ever had to be a rose or a lily, what would you be?
Comment and tell me why.
Take care. Stay safe.
Love and peace✌
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MUSINGS.. A collection of poetry
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