Many facets of me

Many facets of me

I'm a poet and a gardener, sometimes I'm a loyal Knight, I write about a secret Rose, who comes to me at night

In my dreams she visits, she's perfect in every way, I hate it when I wake up, I know she's gone away

For when she's here were lovers, we lay among the flower bed, my Rose of outstanding beauty, she grows inside my head

Each night she gets stronger, her self doubt just falls away, now she blossoms with self confidence, I hope it's here to stay

My Rose is nearly in full bloom, I think this poets work is done, but I'll always be beside her, so she can see the Sun

Guarding her from clouds of hate, cutting down the weeds of pain, making sure she has self belief, to protect her from the rain

No matter what i am to you, Knight, gardener or poet, one thing will never end, which ever part you need of me I'll always remain your friend

Ron