Rose Petals and Wine
In the bottom of a wine glass.... I can see the strangest things!
The days are passing quickly now like petals blown by wind
Each single one a reminder of things that once have been
A walk through summer gardens, a sleep out in the rain
A favorite song , a movie ,we'll never see again
The rose is large and beautiful when we begin life's day
But every day that passes a petal blows away
Like a dream that's half remembered , a brilliant shooting star
Are all part of the petals life tore away so far
Sometimes they are quite tiny, those wondrous times in life
Unblemished by the ugly , and undisturbed by strife
They live within our memory, they never go away
Alto the rose of living grows smaller every day
Sometimes the petal's withered ... started to turn brown
That signifies a time in life when love has let us down
The edges torn and ragged the color almost dead
The memory of the one we lost still lives on in our head
Some others are delightful ...they still look fresh and new
My favorite one recalls the day I fell in love with you
And then there is the moment our oldest child was born
A tiny petal from life's rose, so wondrous , sweet and warm
Still the sands of life keep blowing like petals in the wind
To color all my sunsets as life's day fades to an end
So, I'll recall those old loved memories and seek some more to find
As life's most amazing petals winter wind blows through my mind
I'll mix some memories with the wine and walk back where we began
Just to gather sweet rose petals that our love cast upon the wind
By jollynoblefrog
© 2010 jollynoblefrog
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