My Blog: Lyric Fire: Petals End

This SHORT piece was inspired by a rose that died at work. Ironically enough the flower was given to another co-worker by a TEMP. Sometimes beauty is but for a moment and then it moves on. The gesture and emotions attached are always remembered even though the physical specimen of the being has wilted.

Please enjoy…

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I used to shake my rose hips to beautiful arias

My suitors swooned with delight as my alluring aura blossomed like tempestuous tulips

But alas it is now over

My petals are now cold, white, stark and pale

They droop in remembrance of the good times

The sips of wine fed to me by various lovers

I have lived a thousand lives

Been the envy of a million wives

Even though my head nods from exhaustion

I smile in remembrance of the joy I’ve experienced and dispensed

Don’t cry for me, don’t wince

I lived short, but lusciously

It was so intense

I now rest

Longing to grace God’s garden and peek my head over his floral fence

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