She Was A Rose Poem by Caleb Tukahiirwa

The rose he closed his eyes from
Rejected, shied away, let down,
Patiently it sat in the garden
Waiting, praying, there it was,
Open for him to get its scent
Let him taste of its sweetness
Touch its tender soft petals
Feel the warmth it held inside
Be part of it and for it.

Beautifully it waited on him;
Under the warm summer sun
With the rhythmic fresh winds,
Singing birds in trees around.
For him she sat there, waiting.

The bee she always dreamt of,
Wishing to see it come to her
From the blue clear skies
Buzzing how much he loved her,
But he came not nor a message,
Now the summer is in its end,
Her beauty fading away slow,
Her love is no more, gone
She’s a Juliet with no Romeo,
A fairly tale princess still lonely
At the end of her wonder tale.