The Red Rose <br /> <br /> The Red Rose of Summer<br /> Lies waste in the Fall<br /> Is covered in Winter<br /> The best time of all<br /> <br /> In Spring it arises<br /> Into a new dawn<br /> To leap forth in youth<br /> On my own front lawn<br /> <br /> In summer the color<br /> Shows true at this time<br /> Deep lush in hue<br /> At the peak of it's prime<br /> <br /> In Fall it prepares<br /> To go to it's rest<br /> Fading so softly<br /> But still lots of zest<br /> <br /> By Winter it's sleeping<br /> Beneath the cool snow<br /> Deserved rest for a beauty<br /> We've all grown to know<br /> <br /> Oh rose of my childhood<br /> So dear to my heart<br /> You&acirc;€™ve always stayed with me<br /> Right from the start<br /> <br /> <br /> John Cornick<br /> Halifax, Nova Scotia<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />   Submitted By: John Cornick