Sunday, September 13, 2009

Simply Sunday - The Wild Rose

Photo: Brenda C Leyland


The Wild Rose

The rose blooms in the wilderness
Its only gardener the Creator
The petals send forth their fragrance
Till the air is filled with their sweetness


The rose blooms in wildness
Its beauty fringed with rainbow light
Each blossom exuberantly praises the Designer
As it sways on the evening breeze


One Rose bloomed in the wilderness
Its beauty was crushed underfoot
But though the Rose was cast aside and forgotten
Its Fragrant Blossoms changed forever
The world in which it grew.

(penned July 1988)

Brenda
xox

















4 comments:

  1. lovely poem you wrote, have a great day today !

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  2. I love wild roses, great poem

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  3. What a beautiful thought provoking poem....love it.......:-) Hugs

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  4. One wild rose, just the right size for one busy bee...

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