Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Dream Come True

When I first came in time and place,

Allowing people in and out,

I had the look of ornate grace,

And served useful purpose no doubt.

But I felt rather bare and stark,

In need of a softening touch

To my body so cold and dark.

I felt roses would help so much.

And roses I would fantasize

Covering all of myself so

Quite pleased would be nose and eye,

As people in and out would go.

Fantasy turned reality,

Rose covered now this gate does be.