My Promise
The sweet smell of a budding rose
Gently kissed by the morning dew
Waits to spread her velvet petals
Until the suns love is in view
Peeking out from her ivory shell
The bairn robin tousles her wings
Waiting only for father time
And the gift of flight that he brings
A flower that is picked too soon
Is denied its floral apogee
The anxious robin that tests time
Will not fulfill its destiny
Patience, the key to survival
Just as every breath sustains life
We can not rush or veer off course
Regardless of pleasure or strife
So as to matters of the heart
I find myself standing at bay
Hiding all that I feel inside
As not to frighten love away
Time will tell if its meant to be
All enduring, ardent and true
A love that can withstand times test
And so my love, I’ll wait for you
Copyright © Dawn Drickman | Year Posted 2005
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