all poems and images ©2006 by chloe
The Rose
by Chloe (age 9)
A beautiful rose lay on the ground.
It looks so peaceful there
lying in the stillness with no sound.
Now look around at what lies before you,
and don't ask what but who?
Who made this beautiful place?
It's like the touch of smooth red lace.
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