Rosette like a mate
And once on my arm, a little rosette lay, Leading me from my home when alone, Rosette, a kind light, kept all harm at bay, And told me where to roam under the moon. In Eden’s robe, her eyes could weather see, Forecasting the fear of spiders near and far, For me, whoever she was, but a feathery A marvel, with shining eyes like an evening star. She showed a soldier's bar, in her pink jersey, They marched to the sea from Eden's gate. She spoke in my ear, they’re not earthly Fairies of envy, but as flowers. like a mate Dearie Rosette, knew my strife and aspires, When in a mystic mood, she sings in twilight's fires. ©Affaq Naibelone