All of the color (Part 1)

Once, a rose laid eyes on the sun,
Forever yearning for the warmth of the sun’s kiss,
Although distant, the sunshine’s lustrous sight
Was just enough for, the rose, to keep on, to exist

One morning the sun was gone,
And our rose looked to the earth for a favor
Make me strong enough to endure this pain
Until one sweet day, my sun’s sight I can savor

Whisping breezes cast shadowy pain
Insisting the sun should never again shine
Our rose looked high to see the sun
Hoping “One day, it's ray’s would be mine”

Then with a start, the rose’s love peaked
Just enough, for a distant ray of hope,
He said, if I had just one moment of light
All of the color to the world, he could show…


© John Hayes