What sent me back through time wasn’t the creative inventions of men, but was rather, the charm of, an old English garden scented with the smell of sweet roses.
Set amongst the verdant fields of childhood memories this garden was keen to roll back to the breeze of past summers.
A rose should be in every garden
it should also be in every park
Good for a heart that has now harden
from a rose true love will never part
A rose remains fresh
imbedded in hearts and minds
will last a life time
J M Lysun
A rose is beauty by another name.
So mesmerising, when touched by the morning dew.
So delicate and bright in mornings first light.
By noon, it shimmers and glimmers,
succulent and inviting.
Touching hearts in everyway.
Inviting lovers here to stay.
The symbol of pure love,
stands tall in the noon day sun.
Sharing light, copiously, with all that’s fun.
Its joyfulness and radiance cannot be contained
and is even harder to explain.
But it is plain for all to see that,
it stands for what should be.
Love for an eternity.
J M Lysun
Thanks to AmyRose for sharing her beautiful photos.
For anyone who is interested in roses and flowers, I would highly recommend you visiting AmyRose at
http://www.herladypinkrose.wordpress.com/.
J M Lysun 
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