A Rose.

Posted on January 27, 2012 by

For even as the Rose wilts and the earth receives it back to whence it comes IT is not lost.
For the time that it was here the Bees caressed it and we enjoyed it’s Beauty with our eyes and nose.
Yet it was just a Rose.

This entry was posted in Ellenville. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

*

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>