A Dozen Roses
Full and slowly opening in the room
a dozen roses bloom;
large buds once tightly closed
their fragrance open and arose;
a beauty of colors, lavender base
crimson tipped hues upon their face;
blushing pinks ready to unfold,
nothing better than a rose.
The whites open freely
as a single apricot glows discretely;
centered on the table, to the sun exposed
arranged carefully in layered rows;
two short lavender in front, the apricot and two whites
with seven tall lavender blooming in delight;
such a treat, some special thought
secured in love, not purchased just bought.
A dozen roses mark the spot
to say he loves me, loves me not?
savored with a kiss upon the cheek,
soft and gentle, please repeat;
gratitude, appreciation for the years we played
in the game of courting love on parade;
recalled now thru times of vigor and vim,
securing the memory of him.
A dozen roses given for no reason,
a costly price out of season;
but the thought continues to survive
in pressed dry petals, no longer alive;
while in the warmth of spring's young sun
love surpasses the short time we'd won;
beautiful and true
the lasting I love you.
Kiss me soft and gentle into old age,
write a love poem on the page;
who would have thought how far we've come
when life seemed ever on the run;
busy and rushing, we did pause
to keep life from slipping away just because;
hold me closer, kiss me tender
these are moments I want to remember.
A dozen roses set the scene
trimmed and tapered by the greens;
baby breath, full, white and thick
but it's the roses that make the mix;
a wafted fragrance perfumes the air
that carries heart and mind back there;
the good times and the bad,
the happy and the sad.
They all bring a tear to my eye
while on your shoulder I softly cry;
give me back those times,
summers warm and winter wines;
as life goes on, brief as it is,
we each had much to give;
but roses lose their petals, bend and fade
it is dreams that remain, keeps me safe, unafraid.
Inspire an old song from the 60s days. Bring me a rose.
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