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The morning is calm and the winding roads are smooth, as I enjoy the ride.
I notice a stream that leads my eyes into a dense forrest that is so alive.
I pull off the road for I am drawn to something here.
I follow the stream and trails wondering what will appear.
I see a bed of roses next to the stream.
The colors are vibrant the petals are alive, it's though I am in a dream.
My eyes then pan to a rose that seems near death.
I reach to touch her and realize it is not her time yet.
I ease my hand in the cool stream and create a cup with my palm.
I drip the cool water upon her, the petals move slightly yet she remains calm.
I know now what drew me into the trees.
Tears begin to form as I hold her, I must make her believe.
I continue each day down the same trail.
Each day she appears to get better, yet quietly she remains frail.
I move her to the cool stream and lay her with a brilliant green leaf.
I watch as one of the petals turns a majestic pink, revealing the fight in her, as I smile in relief.
I breathe easy so thankful for this day.
Knowing in my heart that recovery is on it's way.
I long for anticipation to see her as the sun awakens the dawn.
The forrest is different this day with a rhythmic sound and a glow that I gaze upon.
My heart is racing as I pass by the stream, longing to hold her.
Tears of joy flow as she is in full bloom, I hold her against my face as she purrs.