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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Roses Rising</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I keep with me<br>a dying rose<br>which sleeps beside me<br>on the pillow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Once alive it lies now in between<br>life and my pillow-side breathing<br>which doesn't allow it to expire<br>even though it should.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It fell in a swift spiral<br>from your funeral pyre<br>and I plucked it up<br>as a sign<br>you gave<br>that we'd remain<br>for ever close; <br>forever in love.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">On the first night<br>it quivered from my breath<br>and I breathed more<br>and seemingly<br>that rose contained your soul<br>and was inspired nightly<br>to new life<br>from my warm expirations.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They all think<br>I am grief-drowned<br>and will recover soon<br>but no<br>they don't understand.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It is not the rose I keep<br>but the soul<br>within that sleeps<br>beside me<br>each night since.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">If spirits live, <br>and I am sure yours does, <br>mine reaches yours<br>in our sleeping rose.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Nineteen<br>its clear<br>was too soon<br>for you to go; </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">rather you take<br>refuge with me<br>each night<br>disguised as rose<br>until it truly comes time<br>for you to go.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I pray each night<br>hoping that<br>it is not too soon<br>but when the time comes<br>there will be a flight<br>of two souls; <br>both rising quietly<br>in our sleep.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a></strong></div>