The Summer Rose

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The Summer Rose


In an instant a wisp joins soil.
I feel the spirit’s beauty and power.
It touches my soul. It teaches me life;
First tremor to the flower.

In an instant the Summer Rose appears;
So small, so sweet, so new.
She touches my heart. She teaches me love
More profound than I ever knew.

Now each instant is a wonder.
I give thanks as she’s in repose.
She’s mine for now. I’m hers forever.
The beautiful Summer Rose.