Old Yellow Rose Softly her petals descend to Mother Earth As a tear gently rolls down her sunlit cheek. Dew kissed soil spreads for glorious birth As beneath the ground a sprout begins to peek. A blustering breeze confidently grabs hold Lifting her body and soul to higher ground. Budding beauty below begins to unfold For this old rose a resting place has been found. Replaced by a blossom, but not discarded Placed eternally on a friendship page. Flowering twig shall by an angel be guarded This old yellow rose, a mothering sage. © 2001 Ruth Norman Old Yellow Rose Poem Dedicated To When the time came to change logos... Well, I just couldn't delete that Old Yellow Rose! The poem above is my tribute to her, Angel A Bit O' Sunshine will watch over The Old Yellow Rose And she can watch over the new li'l blossom. GUESTBOOK A Bit O' My Poetry   Poem Index "Crying Rose" Background Provided By HELENA "Crying Sky" Midi Provided By Jon Close All poetry & writings, photos, graphics & midis are copyrighted. Please respect my wishes that they not be used... Nor be removed from the pages of abitosunshine... Without the written permission of myself or the artist. Your cooperation is appreciated. © 2001, 2002 Ruth Norman