Green grass draped my court,
Sleeping with them, crickets snoring musically.
The sweet rustle as the wind kissed the leaves,
The gentle sway of trees on the morning breeze.
A patch of two of rosemaries to the left;
Golden blooms of sunflower seeding bright,
Through the right tulips adorned,
A bird’s shower stand amidst, marbled and tall.
Yet there was one that sits and glow
A tiny bud of the first summer rose.
Tightened from rim to end,
Closed from what the world brings ahead.
It sat up high on its bud,
Adorned by the jewels of morning dews that hangs.
It peeked a little and gave away it’s scent
Young, innocent and exquisitely enticing.
The sun draw ablaze its beautiful rays,
Making miracles as it touches land.
For everything that have slept in the night
Gave color as the world go shined.
Blues, reds, pinks and violets.
A schematic wheel of colors paint the floor.
The trees sung as the heat flared the winds,
All those alive woke up and pranced in.
But of all the joy in nature’s artistry,
Still this beautiful bud kept close.
The day came fast,
The festivity at end all too soon.
Purple glazed the sky;
Darkness gave it’s fury with a cold daunting gust,
Unnerved by all, it stood still,
The rose slowly bloooming.
The moon lit up quick to pace
To emanate it’s beauty bloody as red,
A bossom form it’s bud
Came all the curves, trims and points.
Alas it shan’t been told,
That what fear it has to be bold,
That rose ought to bloom,
A storm would be its doom.
A drop or two a lot to many,
It can cower no more
For the gale’s fury,
Torn, bleeding, falling & bending.
That morning came and askew a dew;
Ablazed the sun, painting the garden,
One among those was missing,
That mightful rose nowhere to be seen.
Trampled on the ground, brown and dying,
Stems bent, leaves torn,
Not even it’s soul left to sow,
An oddity to beauty comes to dirt.
Who gives the chance a pass,
Is from those who holds their future.
Never lay waste of that opportunity,
It doesn’t come twice or knock to another.
Take the chance, say what you mean, show what you want. Don't leave it through, don't waste it pass.
