Rose
A single rose
On a stem
On a bush
Near the fence
Full-flowered, alone
Scarlet on velvet
Petals spread wide
Absorbing the sunlight
On a breezeless day
Bright blue
Protected from harm by sharp thorns below
The rose stands in the midst
Of a sea of green leaves
With nearby buds awaiting their bloom
Deep in the center
A golden prize for the bees
Hovering nearby
Droplets of water
From the morning’s shower
Mirrors of light reflecting
--
Then, a shake
The rose tilts to the side
Sheared from the bush
By a hand
A single stem taken
The rose at its end
Held gently and carried
In care
From the young man to his love
The rose is now given
A token of love young and new
Now not just a flower
But a sign of possibility
Between the young couple in bloom.
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This is a great metaphor for love, and how it blooms in the garden, and in the lovers.
