Love’s yellow roses

Love’s yellow roses

And so it goes
          as time slips
through our fingers
          that nothing lasts forever

One by one
          the petals tumbled
from the yellow roses
          Monday mourns them
Tuesday buries them
          poetry remembers them

John Lyons


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