Does anyone know any poems about Roses?

I'm making a scrapbook for my aunt whos mother died. So my great-grandmother. We have many pictures from the funeral and of her and I need a poem. Anything about a Rose or about mothers planting Roses or anything, because she planted many roses herself. If you have any websites or anything much would be appreciated THANKYOU!

Does anyone know any poems about Roses?
sorry for your aunt heres a poem


A Rose


by Elizabeth


A lovely rose with petals soft


A scent so sweet and light


So beautiful a flower


With colors shining bright.


But something not so savory


About the fragrant rose -


The thorns, so sharp upon the stem,


That sharpen as it grows.


Yet still lovely is the flower


Despite the thorns that prick


Just as life and love are sweet


They too have thorns that stick.


But do not fear to live or love,


Life's not exempt from pain -


So pick a rose, you may get hurt,


But you will also gain











You love the roses - so do I. I wish


The sky would rain down roses, as they rain


From off the shaken bush. Why will it not?


Then all the valley would be pink and white


And soft to tread on. They would fall as light


As feathers, smelling sweet: and it would be


Like sleeping and yet waking, all at once.














As a flower in the garden


Bending toward the sun,


Unfolds it's tiny petals


One, by one, by one...


So faith expands it's beauty


Until at last it grows


Into life's lasting flower...


The heart's fair perfect rose.


~Rebecca Helmann~
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Reply:roses are red voilets are blue, youve died and gone to heaven now and we really miss you. im longing for the day that we get to see again your face, but for now we just got to hold out on lifes long race.














lol i kinda mixed a poem together in like 30 secs so if its gay sry [=
Reply:This might help, lyrics from a song in Bye Bye Birdie.





Albert:


I was never crazy for flowers,


I confess that nothing left me colder;


I could watch a daisy for hours


And all I'd feel was sev'ral hours older!


Lilacs and lilies, any bloom you please,


All what they did was make me shrug or sneeze;


But now I love each blossom that I see,


For a lovely little rose loves me.


Now my life is rosy, when I'm my Rosie,


With a girl like Rosie,


How could I be blue?


Hand in hand we'll mosey


Me and little Rosie,


We will be so cozy


By a fire built for two.


Oh! I once heard a poem that goes:


"A rose is a rose is a rose"


Well I don't agree,


Take it from me,


There's one rose sweeter than any that grows!


That's my Rosie,


I'm so glad she chose me;


Life is one sweet beautiful song to me.


Now my life is rosy, (Oh, we'll be happy, I know)


Since I found my Rosie,(Off to the preacher we'll go)


With a girl like Rosie,(So how could we be blue?)


How could I be blue?
Reply:'ring a ring a roses


a pocket full of posies


atishoo atishoo!


we all fall down'





im sure you'll already know this one hehe! its the only one i could think of..
Reply:A Rose for Mother





Another Mother's Day is here,


Bringing joy and pleasures new,


On this special day, Mother dear,


I want to remember you.





I cannot give you costly gifts,


And I've told you this before,


No matter what I give to you,


You give back much, much more.





I'm giving you a pure, sweet rose,


Gathered in the early morn,


This rose you planted in my heart,


The day that I was born.





In kindly, loving thoughts of you,


And with the faith you still impart,


The rose I give to you today,


Is the love that's in my heart.

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