A White Rose
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips
John Boyle O'Reilly
6 comments:
Hari Om
Cream instead of green but still a tip of hat to our cousins. Very nice - and you just reminded I have a stockpile of rose photos somewhere on here...
Have a wonderful week and hope that is showing signs of spring for you all.
There's a lot of passion in that rose!
I onl the other hand had to use a stock photo of a rose. It's not a favourite flower so I don't have any in the garden to take photos of and {obviously since I don't have any} never think to take any when I'm anywhere else.
Thank you for thinking Spring thoughts for us. It was snowing yesterday. Again....... ah well.
Have a good week too Yamini.
There's usually a lot of greenfly too!
{sorry - couldn't resist}
Actually I'd forgotten this poem was going to land this week. I wasn't sure about posting it and had kind of made my mind up to swap it for something else but, being a man, hadn't got round to it!
That's {my} life.
Cheers Paula! Have a good week.
That's pretty hot.
Shhhh.....
Dinnae tell anybody and I'll no get into trouble.....
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