Shadow of a Rose by: Nuala Molloy Moran

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SHADOW OF A ROSE

On Old McKenzie’s trellis near the outskirts of town

Held a prize flourishing, not quite showing its crown

A cloudburst of rain at just the right hour

In a moonlit night gave away with the power

 

From twilight until dawn, the rose slowly glowed

Jubilation upon morning when it’s beauty showed

Mr. McKenzie was up early and spotted its glory

This begins the passage of the special rose’s story:

 

No florist would lay a hand on the rose

No market would even get a sniff with their nose

The bountiful rose had a healing quality

Old McKenzie said it was one for humanity

 

The rose made a journey to the hospital ward

Everyone that passed remarked on the rose each adored

A man had no family, no friends, and thought he would die,

But as he saw the rose from Old McKenzie he let out a sigh.

 

“This rose is called charity, and it’s my gift to you,”

McKenzie told him, “a perfect rose, so far and few”

The man thanked him but said it would be a waste

For the rose to die there in that dreadful place

 

Old McKenzie said goodbye and left it at that

So there next to the man the rose of charity sat

The hospital staff came and went admiring the rose,

While there in the shadows was “the man no one knows”

 

The healing comfort, the feeling of love’s beauty,

Started curing the man, as was the rose’s duty

He left the ward smiling, taking with him the flower

Leaving completely healed, he felt love’s special power

 

The time in the ward gave him thoughts of a master plan:

To build back our fortress, our nation, this was our man

The soldiers came home safely with their abilities

Old McKenzie said the rose was one for humanity

 

By:  Nuala Molloy Moran c 01/01/2008

(I worked for hospitals for 17 years and I am still in healthcare)

Photo:  Google Free Images Giant Rose – Rosa Blu

 

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Pieces of Heaven by: Nuala Molloy Moran

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Pieces of Heaven

 

A vision led me by a dream to an ordinary door

Then twisting and turning I found myself down a corridor

Where a hidden sanctuary revealed a glorious party room

Nestled underneath a radiant and bountiful sandy dune

I looked further and saw clear water bubbling away

No colors were present anywhere in this luminous display

The trees and all were painted an amazing shade of white

This ultimate resting place appeared to be formed of light

Nearby existed an island where the water calmly flowed

Coming over with tiny splashes were boxes and boxes with bows

I asked a question aloud and was answered silently with my mind

Enveloped by a loving presence; guiding, serene, and kind

This love overflowed and poured continuously into my heart

A joyous fountain bringing everlasting contentment from the start

The boxes still drifted in number, glistening as they float

I was laughing at the sight, then wondered, would I see a card or note?

Then I saw the meaning, the boxes were mementos from those who said goodbye

I was celebrating in this nebulous place while those on earth would cry

If they just could see my majestic castle their tears would surely stop

I opened up the lid and saw the box’s treasure–A loved one’s tiny teardrop

And there I was in heaven opening gifts of pure love

In my dowry in the sky, a blessing from God above

 

by:  Nuala Molloy Moran  c 12/05/2007

(This was a dream I had.  It is dedicated to everyone who has lost a loved one.)

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A Friend That Never Fades…by: Nuala Molloy Moran

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A Friend That Never Fades

I want to be your friend
A friend that never fades
Who smiles and delights
With you in the night
Who hugs you so close
When you need it most
Your jester ready to joke 
Or your sturdy oak
When the birds stop singing and nothing is right I will be your sweet song even deep in the night

A rose grows higher and higher to catch a glimpse of the sun and so it is we need each other when an exhausting day is done

I want to be your friend

A friend that never fades
Trust will linger between
A sight now rarely seen
I have got your back
Plenty when you lack
Dissolving doubts and fears

I dry your precious tears

A friend that never fades
I am here especially for you

by:  Nuala Molloy Moran c 03/18/2008

Photo:  Google Free Images, Best Friend Tattoos

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Please check out some of my other poems here as well…there is a variety.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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