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The Roses and the Book

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By Agnes LaurensPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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The Roses and the Book
Photo by Elaine Howlin on Unsplash

roses in the bouquet

with all that say

in a certain way

as all become grey

in the month of May.

blooming the wider ones

like every single dance

picking each having the chance

might look like there are tons

with all leaves and it all stuns.

giving them to the people in town

one by one in that will become brown

with that of a beautiful crown

when one man did frown

as the poor human sat down.

in the middle of the night

he thought about what is right

to be clear and bright

when he saw from his sight

a beautiful young lady, hold him tight.

as they both feel the sparkle

when they touch as she was a darkle

but that was just taught her in a hierarchal

because she lead the matriarchal

in her hometown, with the oligarchal.

she leaves it all behind her

to start all over, like it was a blur

to be back herself, the pure

woman she was before the cure

like her mother Fleur.

love poems
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Agnes Laurens

Agnes Laurens is a writer. She writes for the local newspaper. Agnes lives with her daughters. Writing is, like playing the violin, her passion. She writes about anything that crosses her mind. Follow her on Medium.

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