As I walked through the garden one bright morning, I saw beautiful flowers of all kinds: Eye-catching, glimmering and sparkling as the sun. I walked towards where it laid. A rose! a rose! I screamed with all joy. I loved red roses, especially, their sweet centered and fragrance smell Like a perfume smeared on the …
The Red Roses | Abigail Ayornu Read More »
The post The Red Roses | Abigail Ayornu appeared first on Best Poetry.
Go to Source
Author: Best Poetry Online