Vee Bdosa Poet Sonnet

Remembering Rose Kennedy

REMEMBERING ROSE KENNEDY 
	by ron wilson aka vee bdosa
A rose was plucked from many of the day
and taken to our Lord, by His request,
who keeps it so it will not wilt away
and now it shines the rose of our Lord's breast.

'Twas just a very simple rose to grow
but light complexes colors visually
and all those colors make up all we know,
to turn it into what our eyes can see.

And what a joy she was, as if a song,
until the Master called for our dear Rose,
and now we ask, how can we get along
without this joy of life that seldom grows?

Such roses do not grow just ev'rywhere
but when they do, we see a Mother there.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

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Vee Bdosa April 14, 2018 at 6:41 PM Thank you Suny, also my own mother, and every one's mother for Mother's Day coming up. And for the delightful Mother of Judy Konos, one of my favorite people/poets right here on Poetry Soup.

Sunlite Wanter April 14, 2018 at 6:00 PM That is absolutely beautiful! She had such a bittersweet life!