I held you in my hand
until the blood came dripping down
The thorns I had refused to see
created inerasable cuts inside
The warmth and brightness
of sun rays pass you by
After the first true summer day
you closed yourself
before your time was due
Clenching you tightly,
hoping for the petals
to reopen.....
It proved futile and
eventually realization came
You'd rather wither away
then bloom once more
A farewell poem to a friend who once meant the world to me.
I turned away when I realized I was losing my joy for life because of her....




