wanting only to give her love
she tried so hard in vain
but he could not return that love
so velvet petals cried in pain
the thorns she bore as a protection
it seems did her little good
he laughed at her in mocked rejection
and gloated with the wild-wood
shattered moments of love untrue
in realization petals fell
he'd turned a yellow rose to blue
in darkness left her there to dwell
and so she turned and walked away
he'd left her little choice
he'd turned her life to disarray
and stole her golden voice
and even as the rose does cry
with withered petals falling lite
on velvet wings one lonely dove
had joined her in the final flight
bj smith
aka shallimarRose