Like A Rose
poem written for my mom
Delicate petals of a rose
Like her sensitive feelings
Heart beneath the layers
Holds the love she brings

Beautiful vibrant colors
Like her brilliant smile
Sincerity shines through
In her unassuming style

Rare fragrance fills the air
Like the essence of her soul
Always there to help others
Giving to make them whole

Thorns as sharp as needles
Like the strength she forms
Protecting those she loves
Able to survive life's storms

The rose is my favorite flower
The reason is plain to see
It reminds me of my mom
And all that she means to me

Lisa Jo Ewert

Copyrightę September 2002

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