Ode to a Rosebush
The "Greene" Thumb
Petals of Love
here is my poem
from me to you
it is supposed to be about a rose
but when writing it I froze
keep thinking of me
far from the large tree
with green leaves turned gold
alone in the cold
my petals are wrapped
around my heart
with thorns down below
may tears drip and flow
here are some more words
to fill up some space
i am glad I am done
see the smile on my face!
My Brother
My brother in full bloom surrounded by the Greene of our loved ones
My Children
My children reaching out to the sun with the Greene of the grass supporting them.
My Face
My face blooming a huge smile for the camera.