Never Knew

Taken from me....in memoriam....

I have a rambling rose in my garden,
Bought up as a child, cared for and nurtured
Until it envelops all around
Across, up and in between
Pervading the trellis, fence, pergola
Softening all edges in a carpet of green
Until it bursts forth in a flurry of white,
A multitude of small, perfect flowers,
Again and again,
And the scent, light and breezy creeps across us both
When ever I look out, she's first to catch my eye
And I've called her Grace.