Petals

A handful of petals Scattered through the air Sent with a smile Watched with a prayer Each took a seperate path Gathering it's own triumphs and trials Many wilted,many died Leaving dead a part of life not to be Friendship so like the petals So many start, so many there So many letdowns, so many tears I've wished upon so many petals But more are buried beneath the dirt Buried beneath the tears, buried beneath the hurt Yet, one still gently drifts in the breeze One beautiful, fair, graceful Coming to rest, it begins to bloom Filling the air with sweet, fragrant perfume But to no surprise is this fragrance oh so sweet For all of nature knows There's nothing sweeter than a rose