Love was a beautiful yellow rose growing on a bright summer's day. <br />You picked it with a smile and with your love, you placed it in my hand. <br />I treasured it and nurtured it, calling it my own. <br />Never knowing, never seeing ~ for love had thorns unknown. <br /> <br />We spoke of forever and all we wanted to share, to see... <br />We spoke of the pain in our hearts, our joy and our strife. <br />We shared a dream of distant places ~ a walk upon the sand, <br />Now memories are all I carry ~ and I cannot understand. <br /> <br />Let me recall the moments that we danced, that we loved, <br />For memories shine so bright with promise, as bright as the sun above. <br />They block the pain of my wounds in rays which blind my tears.... <br />They remind me that love is endless, when these tears fall for my love. <br /> <br />(March 1,2001)<br /><br />Lesa MRK<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yellow-roses-for-my-true-love/
