Rose-Colored

I was given a beautiful rose today

Throughout the day it opened

Showing delicate pedals and leaves

In wonderment of greens and reds

All day long I delighted in its color,

Aroma, and even its textured,

Amazed how quickly I loved it.

But late evening as the sun set

It began to wilt and die.

I thought the flower loved me too

Through a rose-colored eye

I could still only see

This one beautiful rose among many

It was not mine keep

I gently had to let go

Michael Palmer