From southern grace, to a faded rose
her petals fell….to soon I was told.
The story is, she was the beauty of all the roses,
in the forbidden garden that we call romance.
If a Gentleman had a brave heart he took a chance,
opened the gate, walked right in to have a glance.
Once inside the garden there was no escape
her fragrance was there in the air to be embraced.
Her leaves stretched out, became her arms and hands
with a soft gentle breeze and her magic was enhanced.
One day the gentle breeze turned into a storm
and her faded petals soon fell and were gone.
Everyone that touched her faded petals
and smelled her fragrance as she embraced
were left to be captured by her magic spell.
From the beauty of all roses
to become the faded rose,
soon she became just a petal.
This is the story and how it goes.
It’s written in the book ..
” Just A Petal.”
Clara G. 1-23-2015