The Red Rose

An eyecatcher smiling in the yard appears majestically
And unfolds her contents for the natural world
To ponder and worship through the long Spring days.

Her redness so fluorescent and distinguishable
That all romantics cherish the colorful spades
With true love, happiness, dedication, and world peace
Until she wilts away toward the end of summer
So she can prepare to freshen and soften her beauty.

Hot red energy will once again resurfacely flourish
When she returns for all to admire and love.

Jeff Haby