The Last Rose of Summer

A long hot summer now is fading
And chill is in the air.
I walked today in my garden
And saw changes everywhere.

A sweet and fragrant rose
Dropped its petals as I passed.
Its beauty now has faded
Of course it could not last.

I touched the velvet petals
And somehow thought of you.
I sensed your time of struggle
The effort to get through.

Keep you eye upon the hedgerow
And not the thorns below,
And you will see the rose ~
You will watch it grow.

You will smell the sweet perfume
Its petals you will touch.
Just know that friends are out there
And that they care so much.

© Linda J. Vaughan

18th. March 2005

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