From my book "Views of A Soul"

A Tragic Tale of Beauty Imprisoned and Lost to Time

Aundrea Methvin

Author / Poet

A rose in a glass case,

Just gazing at her is nice.

This rose is absolutely beautiful,

Draped upon her dainty pedestal.

A lifetime in a glass case,

Time lingering back and forth in pace.

All the while, watching this little flower,

But within her grows a depressed power.

He gazes at what she seems to be,

But someday—someday—he will see

That she doesn’t belong on a pedestal,

That he who kept her there was a fool.

Her case, her cage,

She’s filled with ever-darkening rage.

Driven to be free,

Finding comfort in the knowledge that someday she will be.

This delicate flower has begun to wilt,

Melting, dripping into silt.

He came to see and set her free,

Only to find that she was gone—

Nothing but icy tears remaining

To live on.