Saturday, September 21, 2013

I saw a rose...

I saw a rose on a path
A single, pink-red rose
It had escaped from its clan
And to the earth it dove

It found its purpose on the trail
Short-lived as it might be
It said so much while lying there
In beauty and in peace

A note to me from those who've passed
So much to learn from them
It spoke of what will lie ahead
It’s not just a dead end

I know the way I’m heading now
Is the way that I should go
I’m thankful for the pink-red rose
A sign so I would know


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