The last petal from the last rose fell.
It gave freely, but could not see,
as it falls, the rose will cease to be.
If the rose knew then what it knows now
would it do something new?
'The petal would fall' it says.
But why?
'That is what I was born to do.'
Before I get questions about this: It is not really about losing love, but more about, would you do something different if you knew it would end. The very first poem I had ever written talked about those who had loved and lost. Tthis is about that too, but just with knowing that it would be over, remembering what was. Sometimes those memories are all we have left when all is said and done. And yes, this has been published also. I only say this, just in case it gets 'borrowed.'
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