Those red frozen petals

He remember the day he picked those seeds
Those seeds which are soon to breed
Then its time for him to reap
A reason for this florist to weep

He couldn't do it on Valentine’s Day
How can he give his love away?
Yet it is you who gave him away
Hour by hours, day by day,

Those lush green leaves have long gone
So have those withered stems and thorns

He’ll stop time with a frozen seal
And reminisce in wounds that will never heal

So I give you a frozen rose, this broken rose has ceased to be


14th February 2009