four roses

Four roses in a vase


One rose for Grandfather

long beneath the stone; 

yellow like gold, 

for the time never to tarnish.


one rose for a lover,

long gone from my grasp;

red like the blush

of her summer strode cheeks.


one rose for mine self 

alone but never lonely;

guilded and poised,

burned proper for the world.


and one rose for you,

should you ever come my way;

white and blank,

a canvas yet to be.

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