White Roses

White roses,

scent drifts
solemn breeze
carries me…Delicate petals
gingerly
placed
mournful –

Reflect
black granite
mementos
perfection
in each bud…

Thoughtful
colors
of the season
fall
upon me –

Mums
pumpkin orange
shades of gold
sunlight yellow
…acknowledge
no one leaves
this place
unmoved
by the stillness
and grace –

Engraved
stone tells a story
I continue to weep
moments
hold memories
tenderly
bitter sweet –

Finger tips
reluctantly
trace
the end of life ~

© 2016 TrilbyYates