The Rose Poem by Kasia Fedyk

Have you seen the rose, open its petals in the morning light,
for the first time.
The red one, in the far corner alone it stood,
full of grace, fragile, pure and gentle,
pedals like silk to the touch,
it revealed something more, when I glanced at its beauty,
something innocent, it looked at me like that.

It was a long journey, a long road before her,
she became a thin stem at first, a few thorns along the way,
I can feel the discomfort she must have felt, just to let you know something,
you feel it every time you touch her, you must be gentle,
she shows her majestic self in the center of her being,
at the end of her journey,
just look at her, isn't she magnificent?
come closer and feel her essence, smell her perfume,
she wants you to touch her so she can smile,
she will do that,
the red rose.