A Sweet Pale Rose
By Optimism101
Petals drift down toward the ground so close
From a flower who lies oh so ever near
I have never seen such a sweet pale rose
Something I know that I could never fear
Its stem grows tall through the dark brush, a sign
It’s leaves so pure and trim that it gives hope
To shine against the ever close malign
A savior that helps us all to cope
The ever-warming torch to a cold room
The ever-shining glow to a dark night
It is the warmth to every bold loom
It is the one who stands tall for your light
It’s such a sweet pale rose that I go through
I’m just glad that the sweet pale rose was you
Author Notes: Oh boy writing Shakespearean sonnets is fun (insert sarcasm here) Hope yalls are having a good day and I hope I'm making it better!
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