Hey you there, oh thou drooping rose what are you trying to disclose? It seems that time has passed quickly and left you now looking sickly. You once were so bright and fragrant but now you are like a vagrant; shedding down all those body parts before the expected end starts. Was it because of your placement in front of a sheer glass casement on that window sill sun-exposed and in midday hours being closed? My sympathy for you dear friend it looks as if you're near the end. _____
Written late Nov.2017. Inspired by actual matter of fact events as penned in the poem after placing a cut rose in a small vase with water on the window sill in the kitchen.