Charles Garrison

Summer Rose, by Charles Lamar Garrison


stricken by the beauty of a summer rose
oblivious to the winter thaw
outside this broken window
doesn’t feel that way at all
this is the window…
you are the flower…
and I am the morning sun
have I strayed too far to reach you
as distant as we’ve become
I go out my way to find you
but you don’t look for me at all
why repair such broken window
if you can’t see past the winter thaw

Charles Lamar Garrison
DOC #A496360

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