A Rose that isn’t yours to Keep

Some days the sun doesn’t feel like sunning. It hides
behind the clouds. And some days it doesn’t come out
at all. It might peep out at you in a furtive manner. It might pull
its head back in and play shy. Not all days are bright.  Some roses

are not ready to open. They hold their petals inward tightly,  
not ready yet to yield their fragrance. To pluck them now,
you’d lose the flower. Maybe she’s the sun playing hide and
seek. Maybe she’s a rose, that isn’t yours to keep.