Sonnet of a Crimson Sunrise

'Tis only a flower I hold in my hand
Its beauty contained in its petals so sweet
Possessing a fragrance only roses demand
So that beauty and fragrance will equally meet.
'Tis brimming with dewdrops from the early morn
Glistening beneath the rise of the sun
Gleaming petals of crimson red, newly born
The combination of beauty equally done.
For what could be more lovely than the two of these
The radiant brilliance of the two combined...
A creation of God for our hearts to see
To make a lasting impression of beauty in mind.
Yes, the elegance of a sunrise reflected in a rose
Leaves a beautiful memory on whom all it bestows.
Copyright 1988   P. Leigh Engel