Yellow rose buds she requested for her senior prom
Talked about how they would match a satin dress
Did not know where the roses would come from
And, as a young girl of ten, it was anyone's guess.
Red rose buds she requested be in her bridal bouquet
To be carried next to her heart brimming with love
In her wedding pictures always a reminder of the day
She took her vows before her father up above.
Pink rose buds she requested be in the maternity ward
Where she delivered the first of her four daughters
Pink roses would surely strike the perfect chord
For a waiting room full of anxiously awaiting fathers.
White rose buds she requested be placed on her casket
A bouquet with Baby's Breath and Asparagus Fern
Then carried to a nursing home in a wicker basket
Expressing to final friendships her lasting concern.
Yellow, red, pink, white rose buds—her life story told
In the most important times of her incredible life
Their soft fragrances to her were like finest gold
I know because, yes, she was my exceptional wife.
Written May 29,2021
i've not been on PH much in months, mostly due to the difficulties i've encountered when trying to use some of its features. But this week i've seen some real good improvements.
Milt, Ist stanza: i don't understand reference to young girl of ten. Otherwise i found this poem pretty outstanding, like most of mine! ! Fine rhyming.
Milt, 'For a waiting room full of anxiously awaiting fathers'? ? ? ? Were there four fathers? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I 'fear' PH will never be as user-friendly as it was six months ago and for years before then, but i've found i'm finally able to use some features previously not working for me. Best wishes. Thanks for the poem. bri : )