The rose stands proud and tall, <br />A sight for all to see, <br />Not one petal will it leave fall, <br />Bringing no action of misery. <br /> <br />It shall, forever, hold it's head high, <br />Allowing none to oversee it's beauty, <br />Stretching ever for the sky.<br /><br />Ciaran Quirke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/roses-i/
