Rose •

Nineteen

Today was pretty. The sun was shining, I lifted myself out of bed and went downstairs to the garden.

I smiled deeply.
I bent down to the rose area and felt her presence.

On that very day, the first rose bloomed. If only she was here.

My darling rose, is this you?
Your youth is so beautiful.
I will cherish this rose forever.
Just like I'll cherish you forever.

Thank you rose.