Petals on the stairway

In her darkness

She choose to go to another level for her solitude

With a red rose to a stem of thorns

Bare footed to her path in her softness

She took the stairway. ..  to  reflect

It must have been a long day

For she held the stem with the rose pointing to the earth

As a form of disappointment.....yet the earth gives more energy

To you when bare footed as she was

It could have been a day of fun and fulfillment

But it is all hers .....within

For love has......no death.

Only bad moments for some

For true love never dies

And like the thorns on the stem protecting the Rose

The scent of the Rose will full her heart of Loving