Roses

... Her bare feet softly pressed into the sun warmed soil as she once again made the journey through the many fragrances and blooms of her cherished garden. The Lilly's, the sun flowers, huge lilacs, and wild flowers that grew freely where ever space would allow. The breeze gently blew her white sun dress around her legs and her wide brimmed sun hat drooped to hide her face. She had been here among her flowers all day but she wished to visit her roses one last time.

It was nearly sun down and the evening had just begun to cool from the summers heat. At last she reached the roses.

Large velvety splashes of color colored every bush. She couldn't resist burying her nose in one of the rich beautiful blossoms and inhaling the glorious sent.

she gently stroked her cheek against it's satin petals, cradling the blossom in both of her fair hands. She replaced the rose and reached for another higher up. The bushes towered higher than she was tall and covered every wall of the garden.

she came to the deep crimson roses, she touched each blossom gently and finally chose one. She clipped the stem and gently placed it in her dark curls.The sun had barely set and the moon had begun to rise. She turned to leave her roses when her toes brushed a velvety soft petal. This was normal, her beautiful roses often shed their petals, but as she gazed at the petal she discovered that it was not a color of any of her roses. These where pure white and lay in what seemed to be a trail that left the garden through the outer gate. Curiosity flickered in her mind and she began to follow the trail. She slipped through the gate and padded across the quickly cooling grass.

The petals crossed the cobblestone path that led to her back door and stopped. A white roses lay across the path. A gentle gasp escaped her lips as she lifted the rose, A smile broke across her face as she began to hurry up the path, John is home...