Grasp the stem gently so not to find harshness But to notice its stately manner Yet giving slightly to the will of the breeze As we can turn aside our thorns Yet stand with dignity and pride in our rights Still able to bend to another's Now hold the rose closer Find the purity of its color Soft and delicate its touch Remember how the petals unfurl from that precious new bud To blossom and mature into a perfect golden image With a fragrance to enrich the soul May this be the way of our hearts and lives For we shall strive to be pure in thought Gentleness will guide our ways Enriching ourselves and working toward our golden image While touching others with our kindness and love Passing to them a yellow rose bud So they may come to know their golden path And the world might become tied within a bondage of love Jana Drake 5-25-81 � Copyright by the author, all rights reserved. This poem was written in tribute of my sorority sisters of Beta Sigma Phi, during the year we celebrated, Circle the World with Yellow Roses. Beta Sigma Phi is an international, cultural, and community service sorority. |
