By Robert Timmons
Date: 3 September 1999

Balled of a Rose

Love is liken to the beauty of a rose,
sweet essence emitted from the petals folds.
So sweet is its smell that one forgets,
the pain that results but from one thorny prick.
A love that is cherished in ones heart will grow,
and spring forth blossoms like a winter rose.
But a love not given or shown emotion at all,
will bring forth withered petals that soon will fall.