Rosa Parks

Serene in sweet repose, the scented Rose, (With each and every velvet valley bare) Will often offer pleasure's perfect pose; Seductive Roses pleasure everywhere. Sharp beauty rages in the Roses' red, So darkly deep their polished petals bloom. Yet white is bright within the garden bed, While it protects the purple Rose of gloom. And yellow is pastel just like the sun, It winks and waves at one small Rose in back. The Rose that fought the fight till freedom won; A single Rose that stood alone and black. Now wisdom walks with rainbow Roses seen To teach each Rose to reach each human being.