Yellow Rose Beauty

First Love, written long ago.

Gone are the days, of my sweet yellow rose.

I'd run by and snatch them from under the neighbors nose,

And as I ran he'd curse me, but I had not a care,

For the rose was for the girl with the sweet yellow hair.

I' d give her the rose and she'd hug me so tight.

Her lips were as soft as a breeze on the night,

Her eyes shone like diamonds, and her skin was, oh, so fair,

My yellow rose beauty was a girl, oh, so rare.

But I took her for granted, and she took it right in stride.

Somehow my sweet beauty, she just kept up her pride,

If only I'd known, and at such a great cost,

The love that we shared would soon become lost.

Now I' ll never stop loving her until the day I die.

And even after then, I know I'll still cry,

So if you've got a yellow rose beauty, that you can call your own,

Don't end up like me, and be a fool, all alone....

Reviews

[paul]

beautiful rhythm and heartfelt

in the beginning it reminded me of a song,

in the end, of a fable.

[Mark]

That's great to hear, as that's an analogy I feel as well. Thanks for stopping by, Paul.

[Frieda P]

Ah, now you made me feel old, there's a message in your madness. Not your usual snarky bit but a bittersweet reminisce.

[Mark]

Thanks Frieda, but I wrote this a LONG time ago. It's taken years of work to get this snarky! ;)
read moreThanks Frieda, but I wrote this a LONG time ago. It's taken years of work to get this snarky! ;)

[Frieda P]

Ha practice makes perfect my friend! ;-)

[Quill~]

A sweet and sad tale of love... hold on to that yellow rose...
Beautifully depicted. Well done! :)

[Mark]

Thanks!

[Pete Langley]

Ah me, the mistakes we make!! Your poem illustrates how easy it is to miss our opportunities for happiness, Mark. Well done. P.

[Mark]

Thanks Pete.

[Writer #00]

The speaker sounds very old and wise in this poem...like an elder knitting or reading the paper on his porch. Ironically, I think yellow roses denote friendship... Nicely written poem, great rhythm and talented rhyming.

sundried/100

[Mark]

Thanks for reading! Not sure about the older , wiser thing, but I wrote this about 32 years ago,and BELIEVE me when I say I was anything but wise back then. Now and then on a good day, I have fleeting moments of wisdom, and that's makes me happy. But back then, no way! Lol! As far as the yellow rose , that was her favorite flower. Who was I to argue? Thanks again for reading, and for the nice review.

[Writer #00]

Thanks for posting this after 32 years. : )