An English Rose

Many thanks to Deb for flying across the pond to my rescue and spending time looking into the problem I was having. This one is for you.

Raindrops fall on my head,

     I bow to the earth,

         And hear her mirth,

         As they hit and run,

      Their journey just begun,

But I remain instead.

 

After the storm I raise my head once more,

     I won’t be blue nor yellow or white,

        For I’ve been touched by a star in the west,

        And from that day to the end of my quest,

     I will reflect a heavenly light,

With petals that finally fall to earth’s store.

I would like to add all the other people who have offered to help to the dedication. Thanks, you are all stars.

Tags: rose, rain, star, west, light, earth,