A Letter To Rose
By Curtis Johnson
Hello Rose,
I know that you have questions and have missed me as much as I am missing you.
I do not like excuses, but there really is a good reason for my infrequent visits.
Of course there are others like Tulip and Lillie to whom I also give my attention.
You know that I treasure and favor you above all other flowers in my garden.
I know that this summer has been very hard on you, but there’s nothing I can do.
As you know, we have been in a drought for the past three years and counting.
My once green lawn who must now tolerate brown, is also longing for more water;
But the authorities require that we water lawns and gardens only twice a week.
I know how you must feel, and I am so sorry to have to treat you this way.
It hurts me that I can’t smell your sweet fragrance, nor feast on your loveliness.
Your beautiful colors no longer embrace my front yard, and grace my living room.
But the weather people are predicting a wet winter that could improve things.
I hope so, because I will cut back your branches, allowing you to grow new ones.
And come late Winter and early Spring, you will burst force in splendor and elegance.
Cj11072015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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