A Rose

Wishing for a prick from a rose.

A simple thorn on a living stick.

A crying form, a tenuous flick.

Close your eyes and sing a song.

Prove me right, though I am wrong.

From the top of my pointed head

To the end of my bony toes.

Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger

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