The death of a ROSE
Her bud remained closed in her duration of gestation, against natures unfavourable circumstances she gradually absorbed all the rays of strength and preservation,
She surely was to bloom as she felt each growth spurt through the Excruciation and gloom,
She persevered...
She could feel her flourish come about, her growth insisted she timeously pout,
Eventually she had bloomed only to realise all her inspiration led to her demise as she was plucked at a second her human decided was precise...
©Anisa5Aroomugum; March 2020; South Africa
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