.
As the rosebud slowly opens
In the warm rays of the sun
She proudly displays
To the admiring gaze
Of everyone looking on
.
But the kindly sun who gave her life
Is the self-same sun to cause her death
And her rich colour wanes
While he sucks dry her veins
Until she exhales her last breath
.
©DGA 23 January 2012 07:06
