A POEM FROM MY BOOK “THE CHILL TURNED WARM”
The painting of the rose brings such beauty into my life.
It’s such a wonderful sight.
For a moment, I can escape from the strife.
When I can’t sleep at night,
I can remember the delicate beauty of the rose in the daylight.
The thorns will prick your hand if you hold it tight,
so let go of the stress in your life.
The rose’s aroma is such a delight.
It’s also pleasing to gaze at it by candlelight.
Each petal unfolds a mystery and gives insight.
I delight in the painting of the rose
with all of my might.