Garden Beauty

She is the prettiest thing I have ever seen
And sometimes when you touch her she makes you bleed
You can find her in many different colors
But the one color she will always have is green
She will never speak back
In fact words are the things she lacks
Her beauty is far from over
And at that moment
Time seems to get a little slower
You just can't help from staring
I wish I could spread the warmth
That she continues blaring
You can find her in your front yard
Swimming through the fenced bars
She is one beautiful green steamed rose.

By Sarah Prosser
Published: 6/24/2007
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