Rose, roses, roses

ROSE QUEEN

A rose blooms

and sways in the wind

as she matures enough

to hold her own ground.

She wavers and bends

fighting the elements

producing protective thorns

until finally she is crowned

For she is a queen

among the garden grove

until that time comes

when she leaves without a sound.

Yet with a little care 

and love through the cold

the queen will once again

in spring be around.



Copyright Vallee Rose