Red or White?

October 25, 2009
By BeautifulMai BRONZE, Warrington, Pennsylvania
BeautifulMai BRONZE, Warrington, Pennsylvania
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Love, I think, is like a red rose.
Love, I say, is like a white rose
for I am the red rose whose love is careful yet sincere,
like a mother caring for her cub.
And you are the white rose whose love is bold and strong,
like a lion standing up for his clan.

But together we form a cream-white rosebud
with a piece of each of us painted on its tips.
Our love has become like the lion caring for its family, not just its pride.

However, that faithful love is constantly tested
outsider roses trying to weed their way into
our cream-white garden.

But don’t worry,
no matter what those blue or yellow or orange roses may say,
I have thought and thought
and have always felt the same.

As long as we stay true to ourselves and to each other,
the seconds we are together
will rain down on our cream-white garden
and bloom forever.

For I am the red rose, and you are the white.



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on Feb. 18 2010 at 4:34 pm
BeautifulMai BRONZE, Warrington, Pennsylvania
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Thank you so much! I will certainly try :D.

on Feb. 11 2010 at 4:43 pm
Caroline35 GOLD, Bain De Bretagne ( Britany), Other
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Favorite Quote:
"There's never one of anyone"

Very very good poem !! It's really interesting to see how you used the colors of roses to show love. :) Keep up working because it's really worth it !!!


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