Memories, you vow to keep forever

Wilting, dying, but leave you, never

Withered roses, from a love so true

Keeping them close to your heart, so blue

Try as you might, you cannot forget

A time in your life, you’ll never regret

Though dried up petals are all that remain

The sweetness of youth, you’ll always retain

September Writing Prompt – Wilting efforts – Day 24/30

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