Rose Poem by Kasia Fedyk

There was a rose
in my garden
that use to talk to me
all the time

She spoke of how
fragile she was
how her thorns
represent
hew trials and tribulations
how proud she was to wear them

She told me
of how she so needed
my attention
and how she felt
much more beautiful
when she saw my eyes
filled with love
gazing at her
with admiration

She told me how she closed
her petals
just for protection
of her fragile self
when she felt so exposed
and so vulnerable

-She needed me

When I spoke to her
telling her of how beautiful
she was and how her beauty
settled in my heart
and how I felt her essence
deep within me;
She blossomed
and her soft and tender petals
opened for me to
radiate all the glory
she held inside
shining with love.

The Rose