rose

Andrew Green Poetry June 10, 2018 1 Minute

she was a rose

in the hands

of those

who had no

intention

of keeping her

but who keeps

a rose

they fade

and lose their

petals

roses aren’t for keeping

they’re best admired

unpicked

they keep their bloom

admire, inhale

treat gently and move on

treat roses cautiously

they are apt to prick

to pierce your skin

and make you bleed.

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Published by Andrew Green

I am a regular contributor to Wattpad where I write as andrewagreen. My first two collections on Wattpad were featured. My first published book Margaret’s Story - a biography of my mother in verse is available on Amazon. I live near Windsor, Berkshire and have offered my services, so far unsuccessfully, as the next Poet Laureate. View all posts by Andrew Green

Published June 10, 2018