Jump to content

poem for Bono


shirley2010
 Share

Recommended Posts

  • Subscriber

Was it grace that colored in your hues

hope got sprinkled on your leaves

all the seasons celebrate your birth

but no-one tends you

for you are not in earth

 

shadow of a rose

your petals never fade

thorns can never hurt

perfumed scent will never fade away

and no-one plucks you

so you can not decay

 

you appear when the full moon is in view

then at midnight leaves all sing to you

when the sun is coming out to play

you're still here with your sister on display

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Guest
This topic is now closed to further replies.
 Share

  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    • No registered users viewing this page.
×
×
  • Create New...