Roses and poetry – don’t they compliment each other?

The weather is still blessing us here with warmth and sunshine and the roses in my garden are still in bloom.

roses

They remind me about this poem:

A rose is but a rose:
A thing of beauty
So resplendent in pink
Basking in the sun
Emanating fragrance
Fill my heart to content.
The wind of time blows…
One petal trembles
Shakes and falls,
One calendar leaf falls
The inevitable nears
Another petal holds fast
Yet trembles a little longer
Shakes and falls
Another calendar leaf falls.
Rose, oh rose; poor rose.
Short is life but with a purpose

(Paul Sebastian)

 

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