The Red Rose


The rose it stands so beautiful and red
Blossoming from the sun that is shed
The tall green stem so strong and so true
Holds the thorns that press in to me and you
Then the tears come dripping down our face
And they land on the roots making a dark, damp place
But the flower would not be so beautiful in light
Without the tears and blood that was shed from its might
The tears they give life out of all the pain
And the blood it gives love where ever it is slain

Betty Irvin
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Stand True Ministries
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"The Red Rose" listed under Poetry.