The Rose

Fragrant and regal, she stands above all others Nature’s most perfect creation First a tight bulb in flawless shades of heavenly hues Her secret folded within Then slowly, each day of sunshine and dew Bring her from her shyness with the first hint of more Loosening her tight grip of intimacy, she begins Unfolding slowly at first The magnificence growing each morning As she opens her bounty for all to worship For she knows she is the Goddess of flowers Each petal lovelier than the next