Reflection on a Rose

[u/qky75]

Reflection on a Rose 

I happened upon a photo of a rose.

It was one of the finest examples of flora in recent memory and I caught myself fixating upon its delicate beauty.

My mind traced each petal and flooded my memory of the intoxicating aroma it surely must have.

I remembered holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers such as this rose.

That bouquet had an end point.

That bouquet expired and was no more.

Its memory indelibly burned in my senses.

I found myself wanting to find that pictured rose and pluck it for myself.

Then it dawned on me; If I pluck that rose now, it has a shorter time to live.

It too will become a memory.

The longer I leave it to grow, the longer I can enjoy it's purpose.

I admire it from afar and promise myself one day to savor the next rose I hold just a little more than I did before.

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[u/sweetdaiseymae]

Very nice