18 February 2005 by Carl A. Patton


There has been

an everlasting rose

in my life.


Precious and pure

a sustaining prize.

I am grateful,


For that time

and these thoughts

for the comfort,


To my heart.

There reclining as

suspended in air.


Resting for untold

pleasure that were

times that extended,


Life and still

offer consolation for

cold nights and the,


Distance of space.

Still this timeless

rose denies time,


As she remains

an innocent unblemished

feminine creature as,


This is part

of her mystic

and incomparable charm.


Does she realize,

that no Queen

Stands with her?




The memories and,

thoughts will never

end nor will

I allow them.



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