An image of a yellow rose, growing in my mind's eye, <br />A fragile and delicate flower, <br />It's beauty cannot die... <br />Alive like a baby son; <br />Always precious in the heart, <br />For love did not leave, when death made us part. <br /> <br />The beauty of a yellow rose, given to me by the man I love, <br />From his heart to mine - <br />The image of true love ~ <br />This rose is for love, a promise of beauty only dreamed, <br />This rose is for tomorrow, all the joy yet unseen. <br /> <br />(March 2,2001)<br /><br />Lesa MRK<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-yellow-roses-mean-to-me/
