Echoes Of A Rose In The Wind : Inspirational Poetry

In the garden I saw my rose had died today .

Her rose petals on a breeze they just  blew away .
Taken by wings of the wind  ,   blown to heavens door , she is gone like an echo of what is no more .

She left the garden  and we never said goodbye .  Memories of a little rose will never die .

She was blown away as she lay in  her  bed if she had called would I have heard her in my head .

Remember me she might have said I'm here today  , my fragrance will drift to you from far far away .

For a while she was growing but she could not stay  .
She's beautys echo and I heard her speak today  .

By Paul Mc Cann