Emma Rose

Sweet tiny Emma Rose
lying there in silent repose.
You've come to grace the lives of all
who see you as they come to call.

Ebony hair and white porcelain skin
fits perfectly the body you're in.
Did you know the effect you'd bring
making everyone's heart just sing?

A lullaby of sweet delight
to keep you at peace on every night.
Skin as smooth as silk and cream,
to see you is to view a picture in a dream.

Sweet tiny Emma Rose
All will watch as she grows
into a beauty as glorious as the flower
from which she got her name.

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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