Ode to a Rosebush

May 9, 2012
By Perfectionist GOLD, Tewksbury, Massachusetts
Perfectionist GOLD, Tewksbury, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
If it doesn't burn or blow up, I'm not interested.

Often times a symbol of love,
nice and peaceful like a dove.
The blood red flower does bloom,
even as a symbol of death and doom.

All its enemies will flee
from its thorns: sharp and pointy.
It has a very sweet smell
that puts the whole forest under a spell.

Over the garden does it rule,
always strict, but never cruel.
With a firm and steady hand,
so pretty and proud does it stand.

Worshiped by all in a forest glade,
its thorns as sharp as a knife's blade.
The rose is beautiful and smart,
and rules over the forest with a kind heart.

The author's comments:
I think this poem was another one of the homework assignments back from 8th grade.
It may be one of my older poems, but it was deemed worthy enough for me to pick from my ginormous stash of poems to submit here...

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