A Rose
A Rose awaiting her summer rain Withered and dried The brittle stem leans Waiting... one by one Petals fall Dark clouds hanging over The rose stands tall There is beauty in the patience Grace in the rain She waits... As seasons pass The daisies fade away Tulips close Branches grow barren in the frigid cold The rose waits Leaves blow Pansies breathlessly wane The rose waits Tears of rain pour down her stem Browning leaves start to fall Pale and tired The rose stands tall Anxiety creeping upon her She doesn’t move an inch. Ladybugs on a vine The rose waits Virtue slowly begins blossoming Pale, tired, and anxious, Dulled and diminished By autumns and winters She stands tall Trembling from the chill of Icicles dangling off her leaves She continues to wither, The rose believes There’s Hope She holds onto With the moonl...