A Rose from Forgotten Friend

A Rose from Forgotten Friend Let me share a story of a rose which I found, in my old book N believe me, I don't remember I don't remember who gave it I don't remember, when i received it I'm wondering about it's colour I'm wondering why I kept it in the book to reminisce it later?Or the book is my only hiding location? Look at it, It must have been soft, vibrant coloured petals It must have been green lively stem & leaves It must have been sweet fragnanced, some day Which must have been brought smile on me & maybe, there must have been such bond between you and me Don't know how much time has passed But you see nothing is like before Colour faded, fragrance vanished It doesn't hold any memory of yours Everything turned brown, Everything is dried A question kept resurfacing in my mind That why , why I forgot you?