A beautiful poem and my ending to it!!!

The Journey of the Wild Rose

One at a time, the tender petals of a rose bloom
For yet another one, so as to make room.

Until the wilderness sees the last of them open
And reveal within it, the beauty of the pollen.

A bee hums by on a day that is warm and sunny;
Finding the flower makes his day and so does it make for some honey!

As the beautiful day breaks into dusk,
The breeze carries around it the sweet fragrance of musk.

And as the sun’s rays make way for the shade
The colour of the petals begins to fade.

The gentle evening wind blows softly like a magic wand,
Carrying the seeds for the next rose to the fertile soil by the pond.

copyright of Ranjani (http://honeypickle.blogspot.com/)

My ending.........

Some seeds into the pond fall,
some into the neighborhood crawl.

Some stay in the forest,
some fall near some nest.

Spring comes and they all bloom.
Some get gifted to a bride by her groom.

A few decorate a garden
Some get into books of a beautiful maiden

Then the roses fade
And to the dustbin they go cos of their now low grade

Strange that they all had the same start
and they all looked like a work of art

Strange that they met the same end
Into the sand they alas did bend

But those that adorned the maiden lived the best
Not cos they were better than the rest

But cos they got loved and they served
And those who served and got loved always lived like they deserved .

Cheers,
--Badri-