Wonderland
 

 
Small yellow rosebuds
will turn to all shades of pink
Wonderland thy name

The iron roses
will keep you from falling down
to Heaven you look
 
 




 
Thorns
 


Thorns of iron wire
and hidden thorns of roses
they both will prick you

 
 



 
Mother of roses
 


She lived for ages
no wrinkels in her petals
mother of roses

 
 



 
Snowdrops
 


Like snowdrops they fall
as soft clouds send by heaven
the little white rose

 
 
 
 
 
Worldwide 2001 by Titia Geertman


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