English Rose

For and inspired by the naturally beautiful, sexy, cute, funny, awesomenessest young lady @mummy1111 xxxx

For many years I have been stuck in this clay
A lonely flower in the mass of fields of rotting hay
Withering and wilting hoping with a pray
A kind bee or insect will carry my poison away

Day in and day out I struggle to make it good
But the wind and rain don't bring me no food
Small minded creatures pull and tug at my petals that hurt
My roots don't reach out in this thick clay type earth

At night I look up and dream at the stars
Of a land rich with soil and friends that last
A place to blossom and flower in full colour
I dream my seeds will fall and I'm a mother

Then a happy bird singing it's joyful song
Finds me and I offer all that I am - my seeds and pollen
I sustain life to be reborn into a new patch of ground
Somebody must have heard my woes and entered my dreams but made no sounds

I remember my natural history of evolution
My past family related DNA strands in pollution
But as I now dwell here and now in these beautiful rich meadows
In my dreams she told knowingly I'm her beautiful English Rose