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The Autumn's Final Rose
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The Autumn's Final Rose |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA 
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I saw it in the flowerbed, Stirred briefly by the wind. Faded and bedraggled- Beauty now come to an end. Two weeks ago, so lovely But that's the way it goes. I'd write a line in tribute, To the autumn's final rose. So full were all it's petals- With the blushing flush of youth... Now hardly pink, more greyish... And I realized the truth. As the flowers in the garden- In life I fear that we... Likewise fade with passing time, Like flower, bush, or tree. While driving through the mountains A year or two ago... I saw the autumn colors... Each valley seemed to glow: It happens when the timber, Feels the winter's chilling breath... The time of greatest beauty- Is the omen of their death. And so I thought about it- Of people I have known... I saw the beauty of their lives- And then they soon were gone. So now in recollection- I'll pen these lines of prose... A tribute to the beauty- Of the autumns final rose. [This message has been edited by Gunslinger (12-21-2003 11:30 PM).] |
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pictureme Member
since 2003-11-28
Posts 248Ohio, USA |
I really love the image of the 'rose', my most favorite flower. I liked the flow of the poem and the concept. A beautiful tribute to the beauty! keep keeping poetry alive, pictureme :-) |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
This is just lovely. ~K~ |
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Sadelite Member Elite
since 2003-10-11
Posts 2519 |
It happens when the timber, Feels the winter's chilling breath... The time of greatest beauty- Is the omen of their death. It does seem this way sometimes doesn't it. I'm hoping the sap will run up the tree again! You did this subject justice! Sadelite |
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