The old rose garden

Written by: Sandra Nguyen 

Faded footsteps

From the old rose garden

On winter afternoons

When his soul is frozen


Forgotten petals

Tattered on icy hands

Faded fragrance

Of a wilted rose


Where is the old love song?

Of a rose bud

Lovely like the morning dew

On the pink silk wing 


© Sandra Nguyen  

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Jill Yoder
a year ago

Such beautiful words.

The Topaz Journal
a year ago

Thank you so much Jill for visiting my website, and for your lovely comment. I appreciate it 💗