My Rose

 

I watch a rose on a clouded rainy day

A vision of loveliness that brightens the gray

 

The mist as it falls lightly covers the petals

Dripping like teardrops from leaves as it settles

 

A rose means love in all of it’s splendor

A sweet essence that lures as it asks for surrender

 

Handle with care, with tenderness and affection

Its thorns are a shield that’s used for protection

 

Like a woman in love it projects a sweet glow

A picture of beauty when she lets her heart show

 

I know

 

© Rcm 12/6/99

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