The Sweet Smell of a Dead Rose

A rose that is at full bloom and the color is pure and the pettles are calm and dance along with the blowing of the wind they have a smell, that is divine, but doesn't bring back no special memory. Now a dead rose, that has a smell that has no definition that has no pain it is just there and it doesn't cry and it doesn't sigh it just sits there, burning away when the sun hits it, without remorse without blinding courage. The dead rose just sits there, and the smell is so sweet it brings back memories that make you cry and sigh and sometimes, laugh and smile a little. Sometimes the dead things are more beautiful than the living, but that is just my opinion, what do you think?