Janet Bingham Poet Rhyme

Fragrant Rose

FRAGRANT ROSE

The fragrance of a rose
is loved by everyone.
Yet few understand its beauty
until their life is done.

They buy roses from flower shops
where all roses look the same
and neglect to visit hillsides
where roses grow in God's name.

Alone and quite forgotten,
uncultivated by men,
the ordinary rose
remains memorable until the end.

People try to control roses
to achieve wealth and fame,
but the rose is like a child,
the product from where it came.

Janet Marie Bingham

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Andrea Dietrich January 29, 2019 at 3:18 PM sweet poem. I adore this flower. I planted mine several years ago and they rarely give me problems. I love how they just "come back" year after year.

Tom Cunningham January 29, 2019 at 5:28 AM No other flower compares, have many in my garden. Well written Janet. Tom

Caren Krutsinger January 29, 2019 at 3:51 AM "Alone and quite forgotten, uncultivated by men, the ordinary rose remains memorable until the end." Janet, this reminded me of a wild rose bush I discovered in the back 40 of my property. I dug it up - It took me 4 hours to get it because I wanted the root. And I transplanted it to my yard. It only blooms about every three years, but it is BEAUTIFUL when it does! Worth it!