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The Rose Post by :billywizz Category :Poems Author :Ruth Mcenery Stuart Date :October 2011 Read :1330

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The Rose

When Sis' Rose th'ows open her heart too proud,
She blooms mighty brief in Beauty's crowd;
'Ca'ze the rains beat in an' de bees make free
'Tel de heart o' de rose is sad to see.
An' you ain't by yo'self, Sis' Rose, in dat--
No, you ain't by yo'self in dat.

(The end)
Ruth McEnery Stuart's poem: Rose

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