As the Rose blooms

As the Rose blooms

 

 

At first it starts rather small,

the petals have not yet shown.

 

Then slowly it buds,

still covered in its protective shell.

 

The shell parts ever so slightly,

showing the colors of what has been hidden.

 

The petals reach out,

to be kissed by the sun.

 

Fully it opens,

as the scent burst forth.

 

Its petals a deep rich color,

a new one is born this day.

 

Could you imaging if the rose that was born,

was how I saw you the first day my heart bloomed.

 

Reviews

[Karen]

This is quite a romantic poem and it's nice to see the beauty within the poem, not just the imagery, but the words themselves!

[ron]

Thank you Karen. Your very kind.

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are such a good writer,I have no words to explain how much I love to read your work :)

[ron]

You are very kind Vidya, very kind :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

I am only as kind as I am if that makes sense.You deserve every word :)

[ron]

Thank you :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Welcome :)

[s y e]

Ron you blew me away with this one. This is one of my favourites from you for sure. I really loved it all, I loved how it started off explaining and then you turned it into an emotion - love.

Beautiful.

[ron]

Thank you Sye. Wow thank you -blushing-

[s y e]

It's my pleasure and you know it.

[ron]

Yes dear Sye I do, and thank you so much.