We currently have 2790 registered users. Our newest member is Brommhelm. Online members: Username Password Remember me Not a member? Join today! | Forgot your password? Latest Updated Forum Topics Introductions are in orde FFD20 A Single Stone... Q/A Most people logged in SW: STDWC Latest Blog Entries Death of an Innmate and a Friend Latest Webcomics Loaded Dice #80: Priorities RPG MB #11: Keep The Borderlands Floyd Hobart Filler: Dead Dead Dead There are currently 0 users logged into DragonChat. You are here: Home --> The Archives --> Poetry The Yellow Rose Long ago in Fallow Down, A yellow rose was planted. A yellow rose of great renown, A Rose fore'er enchanted. A lavish sight for all to see, A masterpiece of petals, It grew in silence, fair and free, Like silk among the nettles. Then one morning, thick with fog, I wandered through the snows. And leaned against a hollowed log, And looked upon the Rose. For there it grew, echanted still, Unmarked, unchanged by time, Immune to age, immune to chill, Forever in its prime. "Children die and countries fail, And still this curst thing grows!" I cried aloud, let out a wail... And laughed, and picked the Rose. Thanks to Mortari for this contribution!     Partners:         View/Edit Your Profile | Staff List | Contact Us Use of the RDINN forums or chatrooms constitutes agreement with our Terms of Service. You must enable cookies and javascript to use all features of this site.