My wife and I talked on lunch this Friday the 28th,
she was at the nursery looking at roses and I was
at Starbucks looking at the bees pollenating the red
apple succulents. After we stopped talking I was inspired
to write this.
In a world of color,
I walk and breathe,
An ocean of
fragrance,
Where the bees swim
and dance,
A buffet of colors,
Such a feast for the
soul.
When one follows the
fragrance,
To a covered hill of
roses,
Their beauty stands
tall,
On the strength of
their thorns,
Each bloom a different
face,
And each scent a
different song.
Some scents sing of
spice,
Others of warm
feeling,
Some sing of sweet
memories,
For love never dies,
Many words unspoken,
In each of their
sighs.
And I walk in life,
With my Rose by my
side,
Her fragrance giving love,
And her love giving
strength,
It is love’s music
life composes,
As we dance in a sea
of roses.
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