Anonymous
Lavender Rose
Karyn Indursky
I was a seed once
until I had soil and fertilizer
helping me grow
with a poet's hands
molding me into a stem
with little green leaves
sprouting out of me
to hold butterflies and ladybugs
until my lavendar rose
opened it's bud
and I became
your beloved plant.
Oh how beautiful!! I am
Oh how beautiful!! I am honored you were inspired. My sun shines brightly upon my leaves, its buds bloom with open arms to embrace the rays!!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
thank you
thank you for the inspiration and glad you liked it. hugs nightlight.