SONNET
519
By JH
Sayyar
I see on the bank red, red rose:
Of many hues in a jolly mood
All spreading in endless rows;
Heart peaceful when I brood!
All nature lovers; free of pain
Men’s faces fade before time
Birds’ songs lessen our strain
We make against nature crime
Come to roses when mass you
Grieve, will heal an upset mind
Peace in nature, find most true
Like mother nature to us kind
Ah trust in the powers of nature
You find love in every creature
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