Rubaiyat 27 by Shams al-Din Hafiz The morning breeze tended to the rose, A maid-in-waiting, as the flower grows. If in the sun you have a shady refuge, Seek the shade of a rose, and one who glows. Tags: roseflowersunShort PoemsRate this poem: Report SPAM Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Report violation Log in or register to post comments
