I am an Oklahoma Rose,
Sprung from rich red soil,
A many-layered flower...
Petals overlapping, gold and peach.
Young, I was a rosebud, tightly furled.
It took love and care and years
To open me to all that life can offer.
I am finally at my peak,
Newly full-blown, bright and fragrant,
Eager for the touch of one who loves this Rose.
Bends, bestows a breathless kiss,
Gathers me before the wind and sun and time can steal my life.
He will always love me
I will bloom for him forever.
Thank You, Mc
©1996-97-98-99 CarolSue Hair