A Rose
Did you ever dream?
See a rose in your dream
In a field
Lonely, blowing in the wind
As you watched it grow
The seasons changed
A beautiful red
Yes it was
How it stood
Tall and strong
A challenge to the world
With its thorns of strength
It stood straight
As the years
Passed
Old it grew
The leaves soft and pale
Thorns weak and brittle
Pedals
Red to black
As it grew to death
Life coming to a close
Old
Gone
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