MY ROSE
A day a week now heading for a month
I was strong now am weak am getting sick
I miss your scent
I miss your beauty
What next
I don’t know
I miss watering you until you are wet
I miss touching your petals slow
On this race I don’t see if I am set
I miss watching the sun shine on you
I miss admiring you
Will I make it through
I keep wishing
dreaming
How can I get back to you
I am a distance away
Let nobody water you
Let nobody touch your petals
For I will be back and things will be normal
My poor rose
I left you in a garden full of weeds
I left you somewhere where people are full of greed
I will be back my little rose
then things will be just fine
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