My Roses By Kelly Owen
Some roses are red
Once mine were black
Believing I’m not built for love
As I turned my back
Rose are meant to be
Red, yellow, pink or white
My roses were black
Until you showed them some light
You slowly poured back colour
Even sky blue
You brightened my world
By just being you
My roses still hold colour
Some petals hit the floor
You chose only friendship
Leaving me craving more
My now beautiful roses
Red, white and sky blue
Developed those colours
Purely for you
©️All rights reserved 26/11/2021. K Owen.
Comments
Kelly Owen 🌹
For painting this sweet poem
It's a beautiful poem both in thyme and rhythm
Thank you !
-----Affaq🌹