Saturday, April 11, 2009

Petals in the Wind

They left me
Dropped like petals from a flower
A colorful flower bright with warmth and love
A safe and nourishing plant.

They fell one by one
Some said goodbye.
But all left.
Crying, lost, alone.

A child again
Unsafe, unsure, alone.
She said we can’t stay
The earth would be too crowded.

Each petal left a special scent
A gift for me to keep
Each taught a lesson
A craft, a skill.

But they are gone
Blown away by the wind.
And I am here
So very much alone.

Rose Schamberg
4-11-09

1 comment:

Sandy said...

hi Ms Rose!
great poem!
i hope you're not alone cause spring is here and its soooooo beautiful!
love the orange petals!

in Beijing i saw pink and white ones but now they have red blooming all over.

I love your poem really very much.
hope you're well!