Is it the morning sun light
That draws open
The rose peddles
To expose
It's ture Intentions
Of beauty
Is it the unfolding
Of the rose peddles
That awakens and entices
The early morning sun
To rise and shine down
On a new day
Is it the moon light
Exposing the black night
That assures the rose
That it is safe
To curl up and sleep
Is it the rose that closes
The natural beauty of itself
That encourages the
rose thorns to stand
guard in the night
9/1/10/jrg
Copyright© 2010 by Jeff R. Ghee
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