The Unfaded Petals

In the garden of memories they lie,

Petals of the last rose, a bittersweet sigh,

Given by the beloved, now gone away,

Leaving behind a love that will forever stay.

Each delicate petal, a piece of the past,

A token of affection that was meant to last,

But time is fleeting, and seasons change,

Leaving only memories in its range.

The fragrance lingers, a sweet perfume,

A reminder of love that once did bloom,

Though the beloved may no longer be near,

Their spirit remains, forever dear.

So let the petals fall, one by one,

In the garden of memories, where love was spun.