Soft leaves the air so gentle
calm my presence can sleep
rose curled behind the curtains
could perch shy behind him
he could not see that was
his love
and everyday the rose
would stare
fluttering in the breeze
to grow in his backyard
countless times he passed
there
the time he wanted her
to find the dead rose
in the middle of all the rain
trying to water her
as he placed her in his arms
but the rose could
not grow
love that died...
would be endless cries...
all because he did not know
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Oh wow this is so sad, I know this feeling well. You did such a good job of portraying the emotions. Keep writing and thanks for the thoughtful comment!
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