On the frost bitten air
Comes the sweet scent
of summer roses.
poem- frost rose November 4, 2013
On the frost bitten air
Comes the sweet scent
of summer roses.
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I throw rose petals in the air with bread crumbs on the beach just so I can imagine that seagulls like the esthetics of roses. They tell me they love roses but I don’t believe them, but it’s OK because I know they’re hungry and we can agree to be happy for all the wrong reasons. We both are in between something but feathered things are grand tickles.
lol I like that.
A few lines can say a lot and I like this a lot.
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