The Angel Rose – a poem by Fatima Hasan

The past crept into my mind today,
A new day, a different recall,
Of days gone by so hurriedly,
I grasped the rose ever so quietly,
Like leaves falling from a tree,
Now the rose is no more,
It invades my ever-arousing thoughts,
The current of air blows by,
I hear the breeze tenderly hissing,
Transferring their way through the petals,
Fluttering to pat the passion,
I know! It’s my angel rose.

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