Between Roses, a day after Valentine’s Day


Between Roses

The colour so crimson some hours back,

Has started to fade and loose its charm.

The crisp petals fresh and firm,

Have started to fold and curl with age.

The stem that stood tall in love,

Now bends its head looking down.

Once in the spotlight, pleasing lovers,

Now lies abandoned in some corner.

Yesterday was your day but not today,

Said a bloomed rose to a young bud.

Today is just another day,

Prepare to crushed or thrown away.

Make those roses count

Make each day count

Make each day a day to LOVE.

Happiness and sunshine


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