Sentimental, A Tenderness, of
Misplaced devotion.
Once vibrant red, now faded petals.
Now withered, and tinged ,
I've brought you, dead roses.
Death, has edged, them with black.
Their scent, long gone,
like the summer,
when they bloomed.
Once a mere memory.
Of your beauty.
Of .....love, of
a forgotten
Romance.
Giajl © Jim Love