A deepest red the rose yet pale and withering the color only deepens the sadness that it said How come you are so fragile and pale and withering? You are by far the deepest red of any rose I've seen
The rose kept quiet but it sang as softly as a breeze: 'I am by far the reddest rose, but envious of me'
Now there's a story to be told about the reddest rose you see
It outgrew all other roses as far as eyes could see
But across the pond where it stood the sun shines permanently and in the water it's reflection seemed much more divinely
Deemed to gloom and envy it grew tremendously but to out do ones reflection even it could not achieve
So there it stood this lovely rose as deepest red could be... yet overwhelmed by sadness it lost its depth to me
That's how I found the pale red rose and left it there to be.
Mireille
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Wauw
Ondanks dat mijn Engels brak is, vind ik ze super. Prachtig geschreven. De link van de JPG die je er bij hebt gezet doet het bij mij alleen helaas niet...
orri
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Woonplaats: "the world is my playground"
Geplaatst door de TopicStarter: 08-10-04 18:26
Thanks
Nee dat is zo'n 'veranderende' link, was een mooi plaatje van een rode draak die een enkele rode roos vasthield.