Roses peer from over a wall, <br />Red roses, white roses, pink roses - all <br />So elegant and their leaves so trim <br />One would think that roses were not round but slim! <br /> <br />Delicately dancing in the morning sun, <br />These roses are small, ungrafted ones. <br />Imagine the bee busy poking around: <br />'It's a gold mine I've struck, the honey I've found! ' <br /> <br />But not honey, nor colours, nor 'wafting-of-scent- <br />In-the-breeze' is the essence, the reason I meant; <br />Not darling conceptions of popular verse - <br />The rose in itself is precious.<br /><br />Tan Pratonix<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-rose-in-itself-is-precious/
