Bring a rose 🌹
I can see the yellowing leaves of the ferns and air brings up the scent of blooming roses to my nostrils. I love the feel of the light wind that softly ruffles my hair, bittersweet memorThe sun is starting to rise, the sky is adorned with golden blood-red rays. Where I stand on the porch memories start to flash in my mind.
I remember the olden days without reproach, I visualise every second we spent together and I smile to myself, I know my health is failing me and my febble body will soon be lying in a white coffin though I don't dare hope people would be crying for me.
Feeling daring, I hold a mirror in front of my face, an undesired stranger stare back at me, I watch the faint gray streaks in my once gingerbrown hair, my eyes...
I remember the olden days without reproach, I visualise every second we spent together and I smile to myself, I know my health is failing me and my febble body will soon be lying in a white coffin though I don't dare hope people would be crying for me.
Feeling daring, I hold a mirror in front of my face, an undesired stranger stare back at me, I watch the faint gray streaks in my once gingerbrown hair, my eyes...