A Yellow Rose (Poem)

Since Carol B. posted one of her yellow rose photos for you to see, I thought you'd like to read the poem that she took the photos for.  I'll put a link to her photo album here.  I'm planning to create a collage of the photos around the words of the poem for the book we're working on.

A YELLOW ROSE

A yellow rose lay on the snow -
its story yet for me to know -
a mystery to unfold

Was it dropped by careless hands
or a grieving soul
who could no longer grasp?

Was it one of many just left behind?
Perhaps fallen in the midst of a lovers’ kiss?

Its petals still fresh and soft
have not rested in this place too long

So I looked about to see the one
who left it simply lying on the snow

But no one could be seen
and silence drowned my quest

Even footprints left no trace
to tell the story of this yellow rose

Could it be this rose was left for me?
Could it be an unknown stranger’s gift?

As I reached to lift it from the snow
my heart fluttered with the possibilities

For whatever brought this yellow rose
to lay upon the snow -
this mystery I’d never know

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