Friday, March 9, 2012

Bloomed Rose

Once, the sun shines so sweet
Upon the garden of fate
Scent of love you will meet
With a promise of a mate

Day and night seems right
That patience takes for a while
Hope needs a fair fight
For waiting leads to a long mile

The bud blooms with nobility
In the garden, the chosen one
Showing all of true humility
Many considered her gone

A rose fully bloomed
Weeping for her doomed.

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