Roses Are Red
ROSES ARE RED
ROSES ARE RED
The flower’s crimson cerise hue
creates the petal’s grand debut
of love and memories to recall
my florid sanquine gift of all
VIOLETS ARE BLUE
Alzea breath with foxglove tones
embellish with an azure clone
herbaceous with a petal white
where insects set and birds alight
SUGAR IS SWEET
Bright butterflies on zephr breeze
sip nectar from Sakura trees
I watch them dance from break of dawn
on flowers where their wings adorn
AND SO ARE YOU
You sent me a bouquet of love
drifting down from heaven above
candy kisses sweet as fructose
on bended knee you now propose
* A collaborative poem with Jan Allison
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