She\'d never
appeared at her best
left to her own devices
to climb her way across
the abandoned trellis
of a trained life\'s expectancy.
Cut back in her flowering prime
detached with trellis removed
and the whole garden
once a playground
of lifes adventure
now prepared
for redevelopment.
Neglect though
was never enough
to quell her spirit
nor dull life\'s endeavor.
This June morning
beneath troubled skies
she bursts with springtime\'s glory
in a celebration of life.
Mocking her dismal surrounds
alive like never before
resplendant in her flowering glory
she is magnificent
covered in lush pink roses
as she was raised to be.
This her final defiant flourish
before the diggers move in.