God made roses. Who made you, With your purple vesture? Scorn my flowers and me too With so great a gesture! Some day I shall have forgot Where your dust reposes, Shall believe your spent heart not Worth a bunch of roses. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PSALM OF THOSE WHO GO FORTH BEFORE DAYLIGHT by CARL SANDBURG THE FORSAKEN by C. HAMILTON AIDE CHOPIN'S NOCTURNE IN G MINOR by ARLO BATES ANYWHERE OUT OF THE WORLD by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE S. JAMES YE APOSTLE by JOSEPH BEAUMONT HAUNTED STREETS by MATHILDE BLIND |