Thursday, September 28, 2023

The last Rose


 Fall was here

With colder nights

And yet

She florshed 

And stood there

Like the summer

Will never end

Learn her ways

My friend

For tomorrow

Is not here,

Yet,

And yesterday

Was today...

Flourish, shine

Be brave, be bright

Stand tall

Alone,

If you must

But never, ever,

Give up!

©Gloria photo Gloria


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