• The rose continues to

    Shine.

    Its red petals

    Shimmers under the Sun's continuous

    Warmth.

    Its beauty,

    Undescribed,

    But admired by all.

    Soon,

    Very soon,

    Its colors die.

    Those petals fall

    One

    By

    One

    Gliding across the gracefull wind.

    What has become of this rose

    Now?