Sunset falls on a lonely flower,
With petals of crimson flame,
And for just one golden hour,
Its beauty, all nature proclaims.
Basking in resplendent beam,
A blossom of colored glass.
The dew drops all like crystal gleam,
As fond mem'ries of the past.
The butterflies all gather near,
On silver-painted wings.
Listen closely, and you'll hear,
Them softly, sweetly sing.
In the quiet wood, a fragile rose,
Flooded with shimmering light,
Stands still in twilight's calm repose,
In defiance of the night.
May 7, 2005
Author's Note: My friends all got tired of me writing "depressing poems" so they made me write a "happy poem". This poem was actually inspired by a picture I drew on a paper table cloth at a restaurant which I wanted to accompany with a poem. Upon finding that I did not know a poem that properly described my picture, I wrote my own, thus the first stanza was born! After several weeks I added the last three. I hope you all enjoy it! Reviews are very much appreciated!