The Last Rose Of The Fall by Francis Duggan

Her pink petals strewn upon the grass beside her mother tree
In full bloom a thing of Nature so beautiful to see
Where the gleaners of Nature's decay, grubs, slugs and insects crawl
Last week she looked so beautiful the last rose of the Fall.

So bare and thorny looking without her leaves and flowers
The rose tree looks forlorn in the cool Autumn showers
Next Summer again pink roses she will wear
The rose tree in bloom has a beauty that's rare.

The beauty of Nature is seen Worldwide
In town parks and gardens and in the countryside
And Nature herself she lives on every shore
The one destined to live forever more.

For the gleaners of Nature who live on decay
The beautiful rose petals on the grass lay
But the rose whose life span can be measured in hours
Her fate it is not any different to ours.

Tana (75.16.225.82) -- Saturday, January 17 2009, 06:29 pm

Rose Petals
This poem took me to a special place where I can see the fallen rose petals of my own roses. Roses are such a joy to see and to breath in deep while in full bloom.. And the petals add a nice soft surround as they cover the ground beneath the bush..

This poem helped to visualize that rose tree in bloom.. and comparing the shortness of the Roses life to that of a person gave it that extra power at the end.. good writing thank-you for sharing

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