Like The Rose On Saint-Exupery's Planet Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

like the rose on Saint-Exupery's planet
how foolishly we have counted on the
tigerish aspects of our one thorn
to help us live out our rose span life so much longer
to fend, when the snows come
well; well, if we could
but a small, a truly small curly sheep stands in guard
and the Shepherd
who smiles at our laughable and most delicate delusions
and plucks us for His Garden in the last moments
nodding from our stems.

mary angela douglas 29 april 2023