A Perfect Rose

In a garden today a damsel showed her bloom                                                        for those who loved her secret and knew                                                                                a rose could bring to life the smell of heaven for a few

                                                                                                                                   Recalling childhood memories Granma’s garden held                                                                                        Bring forth fortunes to taste the flower’s secrets hold  

Bring back innocent child with thoughts from roses find                                                                                              that I could smell the passion lost by cynical mind

                                                                                                                                               Then set sail to far off lands away from straight and fitful path                                                                             with backward glance to recapture the childlike youthful laugh