The Peaceful Rose She felt like the lonely soul that fell to the ground.
No one was aware, there was no one around to care.
Her cry echoed through the waves of the ocean.
She laid there, broken on a bed of dry roses.
No one knew she was there, no one will know shes gone — this is the end, the darkness to her dawn.
All along the One above was her witness aware of it all, aware of her pain and loss.
As the birds took flight and sang a prayer.
She was given another chance at life — she was born again as a rose, Free to bloom in the morning light and live in peace by the night
She had left behind her previous life And became *peaceful* rose in the garden….
Saira Anwar ♥ © Copyright