A SAD BUT BEAUTIFUL ENDING

A vase upon the window ledge.

Has held a gift of Tulips colourfully displayed.

Each day on opening my eyes a touch of pleasure surged.

Seeing each flower upright straight and tall.

As petals opened showing their perfection.

For days I enjoyed their presence.

Then a slow drying and aging of the petals tips.

Warned of their decline.

Yet still they retained a certain beauty in their changed shape.

Not one petal has the bunch yet let slip.

With my camera I captured the vision that has held me captured.

On opening the curtains tomorrow the petals might be detached on the shelf.

A gift that has given me pleasure while living.

I hope you too from this tale enjoy the flowers I was given.

2025 Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen