Thursday, September 5, 2019
Some see the cityscape as barren,
but not - oh no! - the Rose of Sharon.
In summer she intones a clarion call
to tell New York that it’s the best of all
imaginable places for a flower.
She feeds more on its mystic power
than on its rocky soil and broiling sun.
Sharon’s Rose bestows to only one
her deepest being, love and fealty.
Her swatch of New York City realty.