White Rose

A knock on my door early this morning *like what the fuck*
Walking to the door with that face of irritation
As I hold the door annoyed at this knock * insulting*
Wake to a sight of no one at the door

*What the fuck*
Who was at my door?
Looking around with no sight 
I look down I see the white rose

Shocked of this white sight
On the floor of my door step
I nearly stepped on the white beauty
Shocked who would leave this white rose
I look at it and pick it up

At this point I am thinking to myself it can’t be mine
I know there is a woman next door maybe it hers
I must sent it to her door 
As I hold it my eyes start talking
Start liking this nice white rose
The smell is just unbearable to let go

Its feels so good to hold it
The whiteness cost too sweet to let go
As I roll it on my palm 
It’s so feels as mine
Its fits me to say it’s mine
Its fulfil me 
It’s as white as my pure heart 

Why would someone leave it on my door step?
Why would someone make a mistake?
Maybe someone wanted to send me message
I am not taking it anywhere *thinking out loud*
I will water it and hope its grows 
Hope I will have many whiter rose in my jug 
I am keeping it with me

Smiling
Holding it close to my heart 
Closing the door to my jug 
Filling water in and placing it inside slow
Looking with joy 

Sandile Mngadi (Umhlaziyi Ozimele)