Poetry
She's painting roses
on a black stone wall
Red, red roses
White hand so small
Stems of green
Thorns of black
Red, Red Roses
Bring her back
Paint them slowly
Gently, carefully
Red, red roses
She loved dearly
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When you talk about Red, it reminds me of the Blood of the passion for a bride; Christ shedding His Blood to pay the dowry of His Bride, the Church.
When you talk about Thorns of black, it paints the picture of the Crown of thorns the Lord Jesus wore as He took the ridicule of those who didn't understand His kingship.
Brilliant poem. God bless!