A rose arose with rosy hue, <br />And made my torn heart, so sparkling new, <br />A rose arose as roses do, <br />And warmth for its guise within me grew. <br /> <br />A rose arose with beauty bright, <br />And gladdened my heart with such delight, <br />A rose arose as roses might, <br />And set out great charm before my sight. <br /> <br />A rose arose with summertime, <br />And imbued my heart with songs sublime, <br />A rose arose as roses climb, <br />And showed itself in all its prime. <br /> <br />A rose arose inside the room, <br />And lifted my heart so full of gloom, <br />A rose arose as roses bloom, <br />And fused the air with its sweet perfume. <br /> <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweet-perfume/
