To Rose: From A Wallflower

The day greets me with water, On my dainty leaves, A gift that flowers much shorter, Don't get flaunted on their sleeves. A sunny daisy patch, A dime a dozen of clovers, Dandelions grown beside to match, A garden with a single rose. Rose petals grace my retina, Breaking the sea of yellows, whites, et cetera, Her thorns, they glimmer, In the sunlight, they shimmer. Her coy laughter can be heard, But it's music to my ears, As it walks my head peered, Her voice is all I hear. A siren sounds- A rainy day- And the Rose I found, Is swept away. A book in hand, A locker shut, A girl in a hallway stands, Her sight is cut, Her hands hold tight, And then relax, her foot steps, Gently against the racks.