Friday, September 11, 2009
Yellow Roses
I find such comfort in gazing at yellow roses. When seeing roses in gardens I am generally drawn to the yellow rose bushes or yellow long stem roses. There is something about their bright vivid color that remind me of a clear sunny day. My husband is the first and only person to ever give me yellow roses, he chose this color to signify our love and friendship. Their aroma is sweet and subtle, their buds are perfect, soft to the touch and gentle to the senses. When they open you can almost feel their energy, bold and strong, reaching out to conquer the day. They are mysterious and yet strangly familiar. They are a welcome sight at any time bringing you happiness and joy. I remember seeing yellow roses at my Granmother Mimi's funeral, instead of causing me saddness they reminded me that God's holy light shines on her forever. Last Mother's day my husband and daughter Hannah gave me a yellow rose bush that I could plant and keep all year long. They are very dainty yellow buds full of light and that sweet smell I love so much. I love pruning the bush, I feel like I am nurturing a friend that continues to give back to me each day. Yellow Roses are a huge sense of joy for me.
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