Carly Gibbs - Raindrops On Roses

I see so many roses
of different colours,
red, pink, white and yellow.

It changes when the heavens open
the sky pours,
raindrops

onto roses,
fading the colour,
making it shine.

Strange, how rain
does the two
at the same time,

raindrops on roses,
taking their colour,
fading then away,

making them gleam,
glistening wet in
the break of sun,

when the colour comes back,
the raindropp stays,
staining,

shining
on the rose,
a little mirror

illuminating a whole
new shade,
never seen

not to be seen again,
when that raindrop
runs away.

Yet the same old
roses remain,
untouched.

How I wish
the rain would come again
to splatter

new life
onto my roses,
waiting

for a raindrop
to change it, blossom it
into something new

Carly Gibbs

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