I Am Rose
I am rose, albeit a dusty rose;
my journey forward has been long and hard
along this narrow well-worn path I chose
that’s left me old and grey with dust-caked clothes
and dreams dismissed, emotions slightly scarred.
And yet the hopes that ever lead me on
are optimistic dreams with colored bows;
I’m always chasing my tomorrow’s dawn
and reaching for the dreams to which I’m drawn;
my lifetime color is a dusty rose.
August 16, 2025
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2025
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