Roses

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Title:     Roses
Author: Leigh Gordon Giltner [More Titles by Giltner]

"Where leaves the Rose of Yesterday?"--Rubaiyat.

A red rose burns upon his breast
Where erst a white rose lay;
Above his fervent heart-throb pressed--
The red rose of To-day.

What recks he of the flower that dies--
(For roses bloom alway!)
Low in the dust, forgotten, lies
The rose of Yesterday.

But yet, To-day's red rose must die,
(For roses fade alway!)
To-morrow crushed, forgot, 'twill lie--
A rose of Yesterday.

[The end]
Leigh Gordon Giltner's poem: Roses

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