Flash from a rose

  The petal falls from a rose – 
 The furrowed brow ages
  
 A rift from the base – 
 He considers life’s stages
  
 The flower matures – 
 The mind turns to what’s been
  
 The petal tumbles to ground – 
 If only he’d seen
  
 Its colour and scent – 
 He awakes from a dream
  
 Displayed in a bowl – 
 He waits for the cream
  
 If only I’d thought – 
 Merely waiting won’t do
  
 On the table adorned – 
 He stands before you
  
 Smothered by petals – 
 A love worth declaring
  
 A flash from a rose – 
 An intrepid man’s daring