LADIES a poem of Spring , a Rose?

The Rose..................



What a site to see we say, but do we really know

what a Rose like she goes through , to spring that certain glow.

In the winter she hides way, so patiently she sleeps,

a wishing well of strength and love, but quietly she weeps.



Awaiting old man winter to melt, so she may gallantly reappear,



this lovely princess, her blossoms begin to stare,

at my heart that shines so bright,, oh ,, the glory that she brings,

stopping nature in it's tracks as the Bluebird spryly sings.



This song to me ,about your gaze, that sets my heart on fire,

to hold this Angel just one night,, would be my great desire.



I send this poem to my Rose,, oh how she is delight,

I want to hold you silk to skin,, and rock her through the night...



Yes my,the Rose,,,,,,,,,,,,,. xxxoxoxoxox :)

LADIES a poem of Spring , a Rose?
interesting image, this is:

Awaiting old man winter to melt, so she may gallantly reappear



nicely dressed little rose poem
Reply:I love how you are so discriptive. It feels real and your use of metaphor or imagery is really good. You always describe things with such passion which shows it comes from a special place. You are truely talented. Now im not hear just to say only good things because all though good you are im not an expert or anything so if you feel the need to look more into progressing you do that if you want. But from my perspective you are really good.
Reply:that is very well written loved it keep on writing