The Roses in the Bushes

A nondescript array of leaves

Prolonged the pavement’s edge

They jostled proud to form a green

Unprepossessing hedge

How many passed preoccupied

Or ambled blithely by

Unmindful of the treasure

Just beyond the thoughtless eye

The scent could pierce the nostrils

Inspiring memories past

Of sun-warmed rooms

Bathed rich with blooms

And days she thought would last

The opulence of petals

Full-blown and satin soft

Hung just beyond the boundary

For those who climbed aloft

And once the watcher’s eye was caught

No pillowed bed would do

She’d long to bathe in damask

Heaven-drenched her whole life through


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