A Rose's Gift
Have you ever looked at a rose in the early
mornings mist?? The buds tight and compact,
with Vibrant color and just the trace of scent…
with drops of dew that moisten and nourish.
In the days ahead, this rose opens itself to the
world, revealing its inner beauty...providing
depth and filling the space around it with all
It has to offer.
The scent!! … like a warm zephyr wind…gentle…
soothing…surrounding and enveloping you with
it’s lingering memory..
You are this … and more to me…
Copyright © Jim Smither | Year Posted 2016
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