WITHERED ROSE

 

I want to remember the beauty

Surrendered by the withered rose

And all my memories near and far;

I want to take them with me

When I am called to cross the bar.

- CATHRYNE ALLEN 

(Art by John William Waterhouse)

ANGELS

Angels, answer me,

Are you near if rain should fall?

Am I to believe

You will rise to calm the storm?

For so great a treasure

Words will never do.

Surely, if this is,

Promises are mine to give you.

Here, all too soon the day!

Wish the moon to fall

And alter our tomorrow.

I should know heaven has her way,

Each one given memories to own.

Angels all could be

Should you move both earth and sea

Angels, I could feel

All those dark clouds disappearing.

Even as I breathe,

Comes an angel to their keep.

Surely, if this is,

Promises are mine to give you.

- Roma Ryan