The red rose
It rises up
out of the earth
at first a thing
of frailty
but it grows in strength
it blossoms
its petals attract
all manner of attention
the bee gorges
on its pollen
but the days of its glory
are short and soon gone
its beauty fades
its leaves curl and dry
and slowly but surely
it falls back
to the earth
love outlasts it
John Lyons
A metaphorical reference to the beauty of youth , the aging process and the legacy of love we all hopefully leave behind . This poem has made me dwell on the passing of time and the superficiality and fragility of physical beauty … in the end love is all that matters , to give it and receive it if we are lucky .
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