Description

Sunset Rose

Sunset falls on a lonely flower,
With petals of crimson flame,
And for just one golden hour,
Its beauty, all nature proclaims.

Basking in resplendent beam,
A blossom of colored glass.
The dew drops all like crystal gleam,
As fond mem’ries of the past.

The butterflies all gather near,
On silver-painted wings.
Listen closely, and you’ll hear,
Them softly, sweetly sing.

In the quiet wood, a fragile rose,
Flooded with shimmering light,
Stands still in twilight’s calm repose,
In defiance of the night.

© Wasted Postage

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Nikon D70s, AF-S Nikkor 18-70mm DX + Magnifying Glass