Dead Roses

Vaughn Walker

Dead roses.

In a vase with clean water.

Seems a trivial pursuit.

To pretend their still living.

Clip the leaves.

Give them Sun.

But you’ve tried your best.

What a waste.

To throw something so beautiful in the trash.

  • Author: Vaughn Walker (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 24th, 2022 23:58
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • crypticbard

    When the roses begin to wilt, the wife fishes them out to save them from gravity, ties an elastic band around the stems and hangs them upside down to dry. Thanks for sharing.

  • Vaughn Walker

    Such a good idea. Also, what could have a been a happier ending to the poem 😊

  • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽

    Yayy prolonging the life of wilting roses may be better than plucking fresh red ones as those die faster. A fab poem, lovely to read. Kudos!

    Plz also read and comment on my newest poem

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