among the sweet, pitiful decay of my garden,
after a day drowned in the sky's tears,
this is what I found,
with the morning sun,
joy.
after a day drowned in the sky's tears,
this is what I found,
with the morning sun,
joy.
Monday, October 27, 2008
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6 comments:
Very Nice.
That's great that you still have that rose. So sad it is the last, though. :(
Inhale its scent while you can, Vesper! So beautiful.
I loved the sweet, pitiful decay of my garden. They are kind of collapsing in on themselves at this point. I'm glad this one had one more gift to offer. :)
Very gorgeous. Even the dew drops showed up. And such a delicate color.
Thank you, Bernard!
Yes, Paul, it was a nice surprise... Others will come. :-)
Sarah, they are collapsing in on themselves. But it has a richness, a promise of a future in it...
Charles, thank you. I even discovered a spider's string in the second photo...
lovely, even if i'm not a huge rose fan....
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