Tiger Roses

Poem By Leanna Stead

However long I sit,
Nothing comes of it
Save visions of your face;
Dusky roses, graced
With jeweled tiger-eyes,
Their penetrating fire
Burning brighter
Than the rising Sun.

Comments about Tiger Roses

Very beautiful! Nicely written Leanna. sincerely, Mary


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