I Smell a Rose
I smell a rose,
Walking down a country road,
Where it goes, I don’t know,
But I smell a rose.
It’s getting dark, and I’m far from the start,
But nowhere near the end, aloneness is usually something I would fear,
But not here.
I cannot see.
I cannot hear.
Honestly, I do not know how I got here,
A dreamer lost in the night,
Searching for hope,
Looking for a light, but no matter how far I go…
I smell a rose.
Copyright © Richard Hovelsrud | Year Posted 2013
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