My roses are saying, Hi!
It is a welcome greeting…
Since their last good bye;
It is like our first meeting.
I hardly recognize the gems.
Their faces are brand new.
Smiling with sprouting stems…
Buds are baptized with dew.
I tidied up their bed yesterday:
Removing lifeless dead debris,
Pulling ravenous weeds away…
Bathe in sunlight and grow free.
Theresa Ann Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reborn-roses/
