Simple Is The Rose
Soft pinks bleed like the colors of your cheeks.
Delicate the beauty; oh simple is the rose.
Like you; oh so like you to somehow let me know.
Given over once to the land of the dying.
Reborn in glory; joy lifted from this hearts sighing.
Never to you shall I ever in my simple heart forget.
For by this act; this tiny bloom my love remains.
Delicate and simple like the rose you are; free to rejoice; free from pain.
I’ll never forget…I am always here for you….
With all my love baby…with all my love.
J. Allen Wilson © 9/30/08
Just like the white rose in the picture, this poem is a beauty to behold. Thank you for sharing!
Sandie Angel :o)
Jim
Mary
(((HUGS))) love and continued prayer, Karla.
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)