Ann, my Rose

Ann, my Rose

Fair lies the rose that owns my heart, Fairest rose I’ve ever seen.
The gentle touch of soft petals that fills my daily scene.
The spring dew brings life to your heart, gone winter’s dark night hours.
The warmer days that summer brings and with it comes the flowers.

On time your buds with colour display, like rainbows all around.
Your perfume fills the daily air, your flowers with nectar bound.
You are that rose that grows and grows, though petals tinged with age.
But don’t let your petals fall away, we’ve still got golden days.

(After 4 months my wife passed away and I extended the poem)

You were our guiding light ahead, you gave all that you could.
But now the light has been put out, we never thought it would.
The winter of your life has passed and with it no tomorrow.
For you’ve left a gap in all our lives and with it so much sorrow.