Love And a Rose
So fragile love's start,
Liken unto the bud of a rose.
Needing gentle care and nourishment,
to encourage it to grow.
Slowly it matures and flowers under
the warmth of the sun.
The warm rays of tenderness bringing
it to full bloom.
Love like the bud cannot be prodded
along or rushes to fruition.
It must grow into it's full beauty
slowly over time.
What loveliness it shares when it
reaches maturity.
Lynda Leigh (c) 1992