Poetry Thursday - The Pink Rose

The serene philosophy of the pink rose is steadying.

Its fragrant, delicate petals
open fully and are ready to fall,

without regret or disillusion,

after only a day in the sun.

It is so every summer.

One can almost hear

their pink, fragrant murmur

as they settle down upon the grass:
'Summer, summer,

it will always be summer.'
- Rachel Peden

Poetry Thursday