Memories of the rose.
I wonder
what those petals
as they fall,
what they remember
of her secrets
and how much of her
remains fragrant
within those soft petals
as they kiss the soil.
Memories of the rose.
I wonder
what those petals
as they fall,
what they remember
of her secrets
and how much of her
remains fragrant
within those soft petals
as they kiss the soil.
Very poignant, Martin.
(BTW, I put a review up on Amazon for you a few days ago. Haven’t yet on Goodreads but plan to do so. Thank you again for yours!)
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Thanks very much Betty, and you’re welcome. I loved your book 🙂
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Sad and beautiful all at once.💜💜💜
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Thanks, Willow
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Pleasure 💜
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