It’s been a long time since I saw you
Time has not dimmed my memory.
The first time we met I was smitten
By you and a yellow rose in your hair.
Yellow roses perfuming the Spring air
Yellow roses blushing bright and happy
Makes my heart lonely but not blue.
Each rose reminds me of our love.
You moved away one summer
I waited for some word.
Next spring the yellow roses
Told me that you still care.
It’s been a lifetime it seems
You still fill my nightly dreams.
I know that we will meet again
Before this life has lost its bloom.
Until you walk into my sight
I savor yellow roses day and night.
Wherever you are right now
Pick a yellow rose, it is my heart.
Robert Hewett Sr. was born in 1933 on a Texas cotton farm. He moved to Oklahoma City at Age 14 and entered the U. S Army from there in 1953. Robert has been writing poetry and short stories for his family and himself since his teen years, but is just now publishing his collection of works. His hobbies include writing poetry and stories; clock and watch collections; gardening and growing flowers and shrubs from cuttings. Most of his poetry tells a story, a gift from his father who was a master story teller. He has received numerous awards for his work in his professional life and for his writing. You can find some of his writings at "roberthewettsr.hubpages.com"