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Fading Beauty
Within the garden's lively beauty,
She strolls slowly, a sight of diminishing speed.
Blooming petals are colorful and vibrant.
Yet, the sparkle in her eyes has faded, replaced
by a somber, muted gaze.
Roses thrive, abundant and beautiful,
Her beauty wanes, beyond the mending touch
of time.
Sturdy stems rise tall and true, brimming with the promise of fresh beginnings.
She feels her spirit fading in the color of sorrow.
In nature's splendor, she dances as a wayward breeze, a disruption to its tranquil grace.
A brief dream, vanished in the sunshine.
Within the lush cradle of the garden's arms,
She glimpses a reflection of her leisurely pace.
© Simrans
She strolls slowly, a sight of diminishing speed.
Blooming petals are colorful and vibrant.
Yet, the sparkle in her eyes has faded, replaced
by a somber, muted gaze.
Roses thrive, abundant and beautiful,
Her beauty wanes, beyond the mending touch
of time.
Sturdy stems rise tall and true, brimming with the promise of fresh beginnings.
She feels her spirit fading in the color of sorrow.
In nature's splendor, she dances as a wayward breeze, a disruption to its tranquil grace.
A brief dream, vanished in the sunshine.
Within the lush cradle of the garden's arms,
She glimpses a reflection of her leisurely pace.
© Simrans
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