Desert Rose

It blooms in the Summer,
Fades in the Fall.
As it dies and petals fall,
In our minds, its beauty we recall.
Spring arrives and refreshing showers flow,
As it wakens, its petals open, absorbing the Sun's glow.
Once more it rises, seeking Sun and Rain,
The lone beauty lives again, On the desert plain.
Change of time, Change of Season,
The petals once more close,
Until it comes to life again,
The lovely Desert Rose.

© Gloria Lassich