Posted in June 2018, Rhyme

A Golden Rose


Gold Rose

This little flower wasn’t in the garden of a queen,

Or even in a place where it might be seen,

Yet it was beautifully dressed,

Looking it’s best, as if blessed,

Bringing joy where it dwelt,

Sharing fragrance with any who smelt.

Oh that I, daily might try, to be

An affinity, in similarity.

Rhyme

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A born and raised Midwesterner who traveled to Oregon in 2006 via the Oregon Trail route, fell in love with Oregon and now calls it home. I am retired and pursuing my life long dream of becoming a Freelance Inspirational Writer.

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