I see the beauty of the rose,
Its fragrance fills the air;
But as I see your beauty,
The rose does not compare.
For when I see the white rose,
Like a touch of paradise;
It is only a reflection,
Of the innocence in your eyes.

And there within the pink rose,
A softness does impart;
Just like the kiss of morning dew,
And the tenderness of your heart.
I slowly turn the yellow rose,
Gaze on it for awhile,
And see the glittering brilliance,
In the sunshine of your smile.

And when I see the rose of red,
Look deep inside the bloom;
It holds a touch of tender love,
Like a beautiful sweet perfume.
I see the beauty of the rose,
Its fragrance fills the air;
I hear your laughter, see your face,
And the rose does not compare.

1995 ~ Allison Chambers Coxsey

Please respect author copyright, do not use or copy
poetry without first seeking permission from the author.

Click HERE to email Allison

Please visit Allisons Heart to read many more wonderful inspirations



All music throughout Judy's Realm website is for evaluation and/or music appreciation, listening and educational purposes only.
All copyright holders still retain any and all of their rights.
Please support all recording artists by purchasing their CD's/Tapes.
No financial gain is made by this website.