[Lady Jag]

Continuing the rose theme, here is one to think about -

An Ordinary Rose

I saw a rose, an ordinary rose It struggled to be seen In a garden overgrown With harsh reality. I saw a rose, an ordinary rose And this rose spoke to me, Pleading for attention: Is beauty not a need? I stopped to touch this ordinary rose And it reached out to me, Imparting its sweet fragrance To my senses gratefully. I saw a man, an ordinary man Who struggled to be seen, His spirit languished on the streets In dire neglect and need. I stopped to help this ordinary man Who struggled to be seen, And like the rose that bloomed with care He too reached out to me. Fate placed these roses in our midst So why should we complain? Remember who created them Who witnesses their pain. When next you meet that special rose That struggles to be seen, Remember, but for fate alone That could be you or me. Devorah Seidenfeld

[jaycee]

The poem is very outstanding, L. J.!

And I want that precious white cat on the pink rose (with its little pink ears.)

[GodBlessUSA]

Good Evening Lady Jag :)
I love this photo :)

Beautiful poem!