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
10 months ago

Such beautiful words.

The Topaz Journal
10 months ago

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