Her Grace

In Her Majesty's garden
Lies the brightly colored rose -
And beneath her stately beauty,
The simplistic flower grows.

While wandering through the garden,
The Queen came upon the rose -
She looked into the shadows
Where the simplistic flower grows.

She gazed upon this tiny bud and asked
"How can you survive?"
In response, the flower said
"In the shadows is where I thrive."

"How can that be?" replied the Queen
"When you have not received the sun?"
Then the simplistic flower said
"I have learned to do with none."

"But without the sun," replied the Queen
"You are so frail and so small."
So in response the flower said
"'Tis better than nothing at all."

Asked the Queen, "Would you not like to be
As lovely as the rose?"
"No," replied the little flower,
"For she has many woes."

"She has to worry what others think,
As well as what they say -
And work to make her beauty great,
According to their way."

"I just sit and stare at them -
Sometimes wistful, sometimes sad.
But the shadows are my place,
And 'tis here that I am glad."

The Queen then thought of what was said,
'Twas this that she would do -
To bring the simplistic flower in,
And make her special too.

With the special love and care
In the Queen's window where she grows -
The beauty of the simplistic flower
Soon surpassed that of the rose.

by C. S., Wethersfield, CT