BEL’OCCHIO … the beautiful eye
A ROSE IS MORE THAN A ROSE
The last bits of early morning fog clutched at the garden.
Hovered over a heavily laden branch of roses
Bent almost double with the fragrant flowers.
She plundered the branches
Sniping away each perfect rose.
She filled the crystal bowl with their fragrance.
She filled the quiet room with their presence,
She filled her soul with their joy.
(These beautiful roses are Princess Beatrice David Austin roses. )