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

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