The Spring brings the beauty
Standing in the sunlight
I watched, from my window
As the dew touched it’s petals

Glistening in the morning light
Pale red, the others could not
Compare, as the wind gently
Opened, the soft petals

Others tried, to grow bigger
Or to smell sweeter
The pale red beauty won
Everytime

Summer came in soft rain
As warmth kissed the air
Full bloom, stood the pale
Beauty for all to behold

Yet, as fall closed in with a slight
Chill, i chose the day I would
Pick the pale red perfection
And make it my own

I had been waiting to the last minute
To allow the petals full bloom
Yet, I waited to long
For another coveted it’s beauty
Even as I watched, another
Plucked my pale beauty, leaving only
A empty spot
where it
had
been

And, loss I could never replace
in my
Soul..

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe