Zesty Lady may be the name of this rose.
Who knows? She came with the house.
She shows up every spring
and sticks around till fall.
She’s the color of sunset,
the size of a dinner plate,
wears the scent of a kiss.
She’s a good hostess,
you feel welcomed in her presence.
You long to wear her in your hair,
take a bite out of her,
You want to be her,
The Zesty Lady in the garden.
Carol Carlisle 3/27/14
Happy Nurturing Thursday! Hope your week is going well.