Rose
When the rose is faded,
Memory may still dwell on
Her beauty shadowed,
And the sweet smell gone.
'Tis the immortal thought
Whose passion still
Makes the changing
The unchangeable.
1,173
views
79
faves
153
comments
Uploaded on May 17, 2020
Taken on April 21, 2014
Rose
When the rose is faded,
Memory may still dwell on
Her beauty shadowed,
And the sweet smell gone.
'Tis the immortal thought
Whose passion still
Makes the changing
The unchangeable.
1,173
views
79
faves
153
comments
Uploaded on May 17, 2020
Taken on April 21, 2014