Written on a fall day by a statue of Stalin in Kishinev where a large rose bush grew and having watched it from spring bloom to fall.
As the shaft of the stem rose from the ground Upon the break of spring, and stretched to the sky Forming a bud, enclosed by natures protective skin It suddenly opens, by the rays of the sun, Into a beautiful, colorful, poignant flower. It will stand until the fall, and in the fall this flower, Shall upon a certain day, begin to die and fade away Leaving behind, only remnants and seeds to grow.
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
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