Diminished

Diminished By Nate Spears Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears A diminishing Rose Bush With every pedal plucked, beauty is fading away Losing its essence of greatness As we proceed to deplete its history Life flows away, I remain standing above Polluted soil Naked, Stems are bare and exposed Vulnerable to the world and its nature I give woes I give worries I give troubles These are my possibilities Then the death of a rose and destruction Hits home Bare my green, My DNA shows traces of the best soils Traced back to my mother’s land Surrounded by fellow planted gold Some will never know Doing well isn’t doing well We can’t bloom unless we unfold Reproduce the best again Stop dying daily for less than a win There’s nothing we can’t do That we’ve done once again The next season will bring new pedals I will never grow pass go anymore Next year, beauty will flourish Next season remains to nourish Each season we should cherished In our best moments Each year is the best one of your life.