Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she is crowned with roses,
A somber beauty, a melancholy repose.
The red blooms weave a tale of love and loss,
A poignant reminder of life's fleeting dross.
Her lips, a crimson whisper, a secret kept,
As the roses surround her, in sorrow, they wept.
In this still moment, she finds her peace,
A tranquil haven, where love's memories release.
The roses, like tears, fall gently around,
As she sleeps, her heart, with sorrow, is found.
In this quiet scene, we find our own refrain,
A reflection of love's bittersweet, heart-wrenching pain.
The roses, a symbol of love's enduring might,
Remind us to cherish, the moments, shining bright.