Poetic Wednesday: Rose Petals

Rose petals don’t always fall
One by one.
Sometimes they keep dropping
Till their work is done.

Stripped of its beauty—
Color gone,
Thorns remain.
Leaves rotted—
Full of holes,
Thorns remain.
Fragrance lost—
Only a putrid smell,
Thorns remain.

Petals lost,
Forever gone,
The wind will take
What was once loved.

©2015 The Glitter Aficionado

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