Flowers crumble, new ones birth
Light Brings in a new day -
Darkness brings in a new night.
Tears heal -
Bringing laughter
Captivating fresh memories
Seizing the day for all it's worth
Each thread is sown delicately
The Rose in us becomes alive
Painting a beautiful picture
The legacy continues






Mistress






It's going straight to my bookmarks. Was the vase shape deliberate or did it just happen to turn out that way? It's certainly fitting
That was a fluke..I had to reread my own poem for a few seconds and now I see the vase lol..cool! 


I love how you have painted a picture with your lovely imagery. Beautiful, Sweetie. Hugs, Grandmama 

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