Bold and beautiful
An open smile that lit the air around
As if the sun dwelt deep inside your soul,
Shining through diamond raindrops
On emerald leaves ;
Warming the alabaster smoothness
Of your translucency.
I think I hear a sigh – but there is no sound.
Your song is left unsung.
As I reach out to pull you to me,
Inhale your fast fading fragrance;
A spiteful thorn pierces my skin –
Then I understand.
I see.the bud nestling below
That full-blown bloom,
And recall the years
Your thorns grew sharp like claws
To protect your young.
So gentle; yet, so brave.
Softly I kiss those rare green eyes,
The once gold hair
And your sweet, smooth cheek
Like a tender lover;
I lay the yellow rose upon your breast
And shed warm tears
As a drop of blood falls
From my wounded hand.-
A rose for a Rose, my Mother
To go with you to your grave.