Rose
My favorite summer flower, the sweet rose,
always in my formal garden grows.
I am proud of its big bloom
with pleasing perfume.
I pick one
for me
and for fun.
Wishing he were here,
the one I held very dear.
God took him up to Heaven one day
I think of him up there; bow my head to pray.
written 7/3/19
Challenge : A Summer Flower
Sponsor Dear Heart
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2019
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